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Bait and Switch Ch. 01

By: Dark_Brother



Author's note: This story will consist of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest, anal, and perhaps even violence. While this first chapter doesn't contain any of these, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if these subjects bother/offend you. All characters are over eighteen, as I can't abide kiddy-porn. If all this is suitable to your tastes, please enjoy my new series, Bait and Switch. 

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Blue lights... A whirring sound... Something pokes my arm... Head is throbbing... I can't feel my arm... Oh no, what have they done with my arm? A pink shadow bends over me.

Sweat soaked, I sit up in bed, terror filling my mind and thoughts. I quickly look at my right arm, and breathe a sigh of relief. It's still there, though numb from having slept on it wrong.

I fall back onto my pillow, shocked at how cold the sweat feels as my head hits it. Flipping it over to the dry side, I notice the time. I have only an hour till my alarm goes off. Groaning, I roll over, hoping to get a little more sleep, before I have to get up, and get ready for classes.

I doubt I will though, as my head is pounding, and my arm is stiff and tingling.

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Buzzing fills my room, followed right after by robotic voices screaming, "Exterminate! Exterminate!" Moaning like the dead, I reach for my alarm clock to switch it off, only to find the switch is already in the off spot, the noise ending just before I reach it.

Sitting up, rubbing my eyes, I reach for the glass of water I left on my nightstand before going to bed last night, and try to wake my sleeping mind. For some reason I feel like I have just run a marathon, rather than had a long night's sleep. I'm just glad the headache is gone, though my arm still seems a little stiff.

My door flies open, and I look up to see my roommate, Dennis, looking at me.

"Rise and shine, dork!" he calls, turning on my light. "I thought I told you to change that alarm sound. Your Doctor What is annoying in the morning."

"I'm a geek!" I told him for what felt like the hundredth time. "And it's Doctor Who, not What."

"More like Doctor Whatever."

Shaking my head at my roommate's ignorance, I quickly get dressed, and head from my room. Reaching for the light, it flips off a moment before I hit the switch. Looking at it in confusion, my stomach rumbles, recalling me to breakfast.

"Have you been watching the news lately?" Dennis asks me as I pour my cereal into a bowl. I just give him a look, in response. He knows I can't abide watching the news. "I just thought you might be interested in what's been happening, you being such a dork and all." Deciding it's best to keep my mouth shut, I just pour my milk. "Seems there was some girl in India that started flying around town, like some sort of Superman, and a guy in Japan suddenly started on fire, but didn't get burned."

"Parlor tricks," I mumble around a mouthful. For a moment I consider mentioning that there are plenty of female comic book characters that can also fly, but then remembering his level of ignorance, I just continue chewing. 

"I dunno... The news seemed pretty interested in it. There are videos of the flying girl on Youtube."

He continues to ramble on, but somehow I ignore him, until I leave for class.

Cold air buffets me as I trudge through the snow to my first college course today.

Something hits me in the back, but I ignore it, figuring it is just a snowball and used to this childish behavior by now. "What a nerd!" I hear Robbie Mortensen say a second later. I had hoped to get away from him after high school, but his father had somehow gotten him into the same expensive college I'd received a scholarship at, and so I was still being bullied by him.

"Leave him alone, Robbie," Gina says right afterwards. She's Robbie's girlfriend, and one of the hottest girls on campus.

"Okay, I'll weave the wittle ol' nerd awone for you," Robbie replied in baby talk. Why does Gina put up with such an idiot, I wonder, not for the first time.

Classes seem to drag on, and my mind seems to keep going fuzzy from lack of sleep. Finally, in my last class, I can't seem to keep my eyes open, which is slightly odd, as Prof. Frankens's class is usually one of my favorites. Not because of the subject matter, math has always been an easy subject for me, but because of her. She stands just a little shorter than me, has beautiful big brown eyes that seem magnified by her large glasses. Her long dark brown hair is usually pulled back, and softly reflects the fluorescent lighting in the room. She has a small waist that usually gets overlooked because of her ample bosom. I am usually quite attentive in her class, but today, I struggle just to keep my eyes open, and on her, as she lectures us on a formula I'd mastered last night before going to bed.

If only the lights were off, so I could put my head down, and rest. For a moment, I imagine standing up and switching off the lights right by me, but they require a special key to switch.

I open my eyes as someone gasps, and notice that the room is dark, except where Prof. Frankens's computer screen is on, and a couple other students have their cell phones out, playing instead of paying attention.

"Who turned out the lights?" the professor demanded, walking to her desk, and shuffling though a drawer. She must have found what she was looking for, as she marches down the aisle till she stands right next to me, slips the key into a notch, and lifts it, restoring the lights.

She glares down at me, as if I had been the one to turn off the lights. "Mr. Xavier, did you happen to see who turned off the lights?" I just shook my head, not having seen anyone do it, my own eyes having been closed at the time. She looks at me suspiciously for a moment, and then walks back down to her desk, dropping her key back in the drawer.

My mind is racing now. HAD I somehow turned off the lights? I couldn't see how. But then I remembered this morning with the alarm clock, and my bedroom light. Both had been off before I hit them. And the light in class had gone off when I had thought about it. It was all likely a coincidence, but I had to try. I pictured the key moving in the switch, turning the light off... And froze, a grin splitting my face.

Prof. Frankens mutters to herself as she climbs the aisle, key in hand again, to turn the light back on. The class is loudly murmuring, but I ignore them as I consider what this means. Do I have super powers? Am I some kind of mutant? More importantly, what exactly is it that I can do? It has to be more than just turning off lights, because I'd done it to my alarm clock.

The lights came back on, startling me, and I remove the smile from my face a moment too late.

"Since you think this is so funny, Mr. Xavier, I want to see you in my office after class." My fellow students "ooh" like this was junior high, but I ignore them. Part of me is elated at my new discovery, but another is horrified that I am in trouble now. Looking around class, I see a number of students glancing at me furtively, unsure themselves if I had really done the deed. None of the stares really bothers me, till I see Gina giving me a disappointed look.

The professor gets back in front of the class, and continues her lecture, watching me like a hawk. I want to experiment, but know better than to mess with the lights again. Maybe it is telekinesis, I wonder, and start trying to lift my pencil off my desk with only my mind.

Nothing happens.

I try moving it side to side, but again, it sits motionless. Maybe it only works on electronics, I wonder next. Looking around for someone with their cell phone out, I'm disappointed to see none. I don't dare pull my own out, with Prof. Frankens watching me so closely, and it seems the rest of the class feels the same way. The professor's computer screen is faced away from me, so I can't really judge with it.

The bell rings, and I stand up to go, forgetting about Prof. Frankens's office, till she calls me back to it.

Her office is small, but neatly organized, and I sit in a comfortable chair, facing her desk. She goes to one of her filing cabinets, and starts rifling through it, till she finds what she is after, and pulls out a manila folder.

"Nicholas Xavier," she intones, and I can tell from her voice that she's not very happy with me, "4.0 average student, going to this university on a scholarship." Her eyes lift from the folder, and seem to strike me to my core. "I have to confess, if you didn't do so well in my class, I likely wouldn't even know who you were. You don't seem the type to cause problems, so do you want to tell me what that was about out there?"

"Professor Frankens, I know I was smiling, but I thought it was kind of funny, just like the rest of the class. I don't have a key to the switch, so I don't know how it got turned off." But I did know, because I had done it. Done it somehow with my mind.  

She started talking again, but my mind is absorbed on what I might be able to do. I can see her laptop screen in here, and imagine it turning off. Again, nothing happens. Thinking hard, I try to figure out what is different. Every time it has worked, I was thinking about switching something off, not just it being off suddenly. Looking to the laptop again, I imagine moving a switch to turn it off, and have to stop myself from whooping as it suddenly powers down.

Wondering if I can only turn things off, I think about switching it back on, and I can almost feel the switch move in my mind, as it starts to power back up.

"Are you listening to me?" My professor's voice cuts through my thoughts, and I look up to meet her large brown eyes, unable to think of what she'd just said. I can see anger in her eyes, as I hesitate to speak, but a sudden thought crosses my mind. What if I could switch off her anger?

I quickly imagine her anger as a switch, with happiness on one end, anger the other, and try to move the switch. I feel the switch with my mind, as I push against it, but it refuses to budge. I press harder, but still no movement. I almost give up, when her laptop finally boots up, and its startup sounds distract her, and the switch moves a little bit. Not enough to get rid of her anger, I suspect, but enough to blunt it.

Wondering if I had actually moved the emotional switch, or was simply able to sense it, I decide to try something else. Perhaps it's too much to hope to be able to change a mood so much, so quickly. While she is distracted with her laptop, I re-imagine the switch, but this time, instead of happiness, I think of no feeling, and try to move the switch. It budges slightly more, but still not enough.

I look at my professor, at the way her suit hugs her nice curves, and another thought strikes me. Maybe I can't change an emotion quickly, but can I affect her physically? I decide to throw caution to the wind as she turns back to me, her anger only slightly blunted, due to my efforts, and flip another switch in her, almost sighing when I feel it move easily.

Prof. Frankens's eyes seem to grow larger, as what I had done seems to register to her, but otherwise she shows no reaction. She just continues to stare at me, and I know her crotch is getting wetter, or at least I hope it is, because I felt the switch move. I realize she is still waiting for my answer.

"I promise you, I didn't see anybody turn off the lights, and I am not certain how they turned off." I said, trying to think. It wasn't completely a lie, as I still didn't understand how this new power of mine worked.

She continues to stare at me, but I can still feel the anger switch slowly moving. I decide that emotionless is a poor place to move the switch to, and instead create a switch to horny, wondering just what I might be capable of doing to this mature and beautiful woman. I can immediately feel that the switch in her mind is easier to move, but still not moving fast.

Suddenly I realize that the switch making her pussy wet has turned back off on its own. Can I only use one switch at a time? I wonder, as I turn that one back on, and sense the 'horny' switch start moving again. No, I must be able to do more than one at a time, I figure, but how many?

I easily flip another switch in her, making her nipples hard, and hold back my grin as she starts talking again. "You're a bright student, and I don't want to see you get into any trouble." I can feel her horny switch moving faster now, but I have to keep constant attention on the other two, or they turn themselves back off. "I will ignore what happened today, but I don't want it to happen again." She is fidgeting where she's standing. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

The sudden question distracts me, and I lose my concentration, letting all three switches go. "Me? I..."

"Never mind, I shouldn't have asked" she says to me, giving herself a small shake, and sitting on the edge of her desk. 

I immediately recreate all three switches, but the moment is gone. "You may leave now, Mr. Xavier. Have a good night."

Cursing inwardly, I walk out of her office. I had almost had her, I think to myself.

Outside the classroom, I see Gina and Robbie talking across the hallway. Deciding to have my revenge on Robbie for all those years of bullying, I start to switch Gina's anger on, throwing all my frustration behind the effort, and feel it moving slowly as they talk. Pretty soon I see Robbie start to get defensive, as Gina's anger rises. After only a couple minutes, Gina starts yelling, "I'm so sick of the way you act like you're some big tough guy around your friends, but then act all sweet and nice when we're alone!"

Robbie looks around, and sees me watching them. Apparently he decides to take his frustrations out on me, as he stomps over to where I stand.

"You got a problem, nerd?" He demands, and this time I let my smile split my face as I flip a switch in him, and feel it move with ease.

"No, but by your smell," I look down at his crotch, and see a satisfying wet spot growing, "it looks like you really needed to go to the bathroom."

"I--What the!" Turning beet red, Robbie turns away from me, trying to cover the evidence of his loose bladder, and sees Gina staring at him in wonder. "I'll get you for this, nerd!" He screams as he starts running down the hallway, leaving a small puddle behind.

"I'm a geek, dammit!" I yell after him, laughing.

"I can't believe that just happened," A voice says right behind me, and I turn to see Gina's hazel eyes looking into mine. "I've heard you say that before, that you're a geek," she said, and I could feel my mouth go dry. Even a few feet away, her proximity to me is having quite the effect. "What is the difference between a nerd and a geek?"

It takes me a couple of tries to get moisture back into my mouth before I can answer her. "Geeks and nerds are both knowledgeable and fanatical about their interests, but geeks have social skills that nerds and dorks don't."

Gina laughed, and it sounded like music to me. "So what is the difference between dorks and nerds?"

"Dorks aren't as smart as geeks or nerds," I say, a little easier this time.

Gina places her hand on my shoulder, and it feels like lightning erupts from her touch. "Look, I'm sorry about the way he always treats you, he really isn't that bad of a guy, once you get to know him."

I can't help but think of all the years he has bullied me, and just can't see things from her point of view. "I don't think I will need to worry about him much longer," I say, instead of what I am thinking.

"So, if geeks are so smart, I'll bet you can help me out with Prof. Frankens's math class, right?" Gina smiles at me, but I feel a knot forming in the pit of my stomach. I had hoped that she was better than this, but it is the same old game: an attractive woman, appealing to my insecurities, to get me to do their work, promising closeness, but never delivering. It was a game I'd fallen for many times in the past.

The only difference was that in the past, I didn't have my newfound abilities. This time, the game would be different, I decide.

"Sure," I pipe, trying to put on a gullible looking smile. "Why don't you come to my apartment tonight, and we can go over it?"

"Tonight?" Gina says hesitantly. "I have to work tonight, but if you want to come to my place around eight, I should be home." Disappointed that I won't have her in my own domain, I reason that my abilities should work just as well at her place, plus it will give me more time to experiment with my abilities before I go over. She gives me her address, and we part ways.

The walk back to my apartment seems to go by in a blur. Along the way I turn on and off street lights, and even start a car as I walked by it. By the time I arrive home, I know that I can affect anything I can conceive of as a switch, but only within approximately fifty feet of me. Also, if I create a switch, it remains, so that I don't have to recreate it again later.

I continue experimenting, as I plan for this evening. Looking at myself in the mirror, I notice my slightly pale complexion, and thin frame, and wonder... I imagine a switch inside me, to bulk me up and darken my skin a little, but when I go to flip it, nothing happens. I don't feel a switch move, and no changes occur to my body. Why doesn't it work, I ponder, and then I realize that I am trying to switch my reflection. Closing my eyes, I try again, forming the switch in my mind, but again, I'm met with failure. Did my abilities fail me? The lights in my room turning off and back on again disprove that. My only conclusion then is that I am unable to make switches within me.

My door opens, and Dennis walks through uninvited. "Hey dork, I have a girl coming over tonight, so I need you to make yourself scarce."

Frustration fills me, at the way he constantly calls me dork and my inability to affect myself, and I act before thinking. I switch on his intimidation, noting that it requires some effort to do so, and raise my voice as I talk to him. "I've told you, I'm a geek, not a dork. Get it right for once!"

"O-Okay. Sorry," Dennis says, his voice slightly quavering, and I feel guilty for manipulating him like this, but if he would only listen... "You're a geek, I-I get it." He looks at me a little queerly, and then seems to get his confidence back, as I feel the switch I created move back. "Anyway, think you can do something else tonight?"

For a moment I am tempted to stay and screw things up for him, but the thought of Gina recalls me to my other plans. "Yeah, I've got plans with Gina tonight anyway." I try to reply off-handedly.

"Wait, Gina? Robbie Mortensen's Gina? So the rumor about you making him wet himself is true?" Dennis's intimidation switch moves a little on its own, and I can't help but smile. Despite that, I try to act innocent.

"I dunno about that," I hedge. "Gina said she needed help with Prof. Frankens's class, and I said I would."

"Does Robbie know?"

"Do I care?" I retort, surprised by my own confidence.

Dennis lets out a loud guffaw, before slapping me on the back. "You really are a geek, and not a dork," he says as he leaves my room.

The drive to Gina's house is a short one, and I note that I am still a couple minutes early. Doubt about whether she is really playing on my insecurities or not start to assail me, and I wonder if I am doing the right thing. I resolve to not use my ability, unless I find out otherwise. Walking up to her door, I go ahead and knock.

An older woman, probably in her early forties answers the door, and I immediately think I have the wrong place.

"Yes?" She asks, and the voice sounds slightly familiar.

"Um," I say uncertainly, "I'm here to see Gina?"

"Oh, you must be the tutor Gina told me about. Come in." I am able to see the similarities in this older woman and Gina, now that I look at her. They both have blond hair, and slim waists, as well as a few similar facial features. "I'm Gina's mom, Nancy. She just got back from work, and is changing. Why don't you wait in here, and I'll let her know you're here."


Bait and Switch Ch. 01



"Where did I put my new bra?" I said to myself as I rummaged around my lingerie drawer. I couldn't find it. "Strange, I thought I had it right on top? I know it isn't in the wash."

Things in my drawers always seemed out of place but I could usually find my things. I looked around my bedroom and was disgusted by my boyfriend's dirty clothes and underwear strewn all over the floor. 

"Crap! No time to pick up after the slob." I needed to finish getting ready for work. I ended up donning my white and pink Victoria Secret bra and panties. I grabbed one of my many garter belts to hook up my stockings. I thought to myself. "I love stockings. They make me feel so sexy!" 

Ever since I was little, I hated wearing tights or panty hose. Especially when that is all my mother made me wear under my clothes. Then one day while watching porn, I discovered proper stockings and garters. As soon as I could afford to buy clothes on my own, I not only bought hose but beautiful underthings which made me actually feel empowered. That confidence allowed me to climb the corporate ladder and become an executive V.P. 

I slipped on my white silk blouse and left the top three buttons undone. The frill of my bra just visible through the open cleavage. My suit jacket would hide it and make me unrespectable only to those I desired to make suffer. My skirt was long enough to be professional, but the slit up the back made me feel a little skanky. Being 5'10" not including the 5-inch stiletto pumps, I towered over most of my male staff. 

I gave myself a quick scan in the mirror and dashed off to the office.

Traffic was crazy. Some idiot in a BMW 8 series tried passing everyone on the rough shoulder and ended up skidding into the ditch. I was a witness and wanted to make sure the cops knew what kind of asshole this guy was.

Finally at the office. 

"Good morning, Christina." I greeted my executive assistant as I strode by into my private office. "Sorry I'm late, but some idiot wiped his car out into a ditch and I wanted to make sure the cops knew what kind of idiot this guy was."

Good morning, Melissa." The sexy EA replied back. "Hope you're okay. Get settled and then I'll bring in your tea and some things you need to address in a minute."

I hung my jacket over the back of my leather chair I sat behind my big desk. But before I sat, I pulled up my skirt; just enough to expose the welts of my stocking. Christina smiled at me as she entered my office and closed the door behind her. She place my tea on my desk.

"Thank you, Muffin." My pet name for her. 

Without another word, Muffin came around to my side of the desk and turned my chair around so I was facing her. She pulled up her skirt to show me that she too was wearing stockings and garters. Her lacy, boy shorts were already damp in the crotch. She dropped to her knees between my spread legs. She then pulled my panties to one side and immediately started to maw on my pussy which immediately started to pour out my sex juice.

I sat back and sipped my tea as Muffin lapped up her morning pick-me-up.

She was so good, I started feeling of pending orgasm in minutes. My hand started shaking and I needed to put down my cup. "Oh gawd, Muffin! Fuck, you are so good at that!" I managed to stammer out.

Her long, thick tongue dug deeply into my folds. My hips started to buck as she brought me to climax. I could only grunt and moan as my entire body started to convulse in ecstasy. Even with the door closed, I had to stifle my screams.

Muffin gently lapped at me until I managed to calm down a bit. She finally raised her head. Her face was completely coated wet a wet sheen. Her glasses now crusted with goo.

"Thank you, Meli." Muffin grinned from ear to ear. "I really needed that."

I smiled back. "Wow, Muffin. That tongue of yours is sooo much better than my useless boyfriend's cock!"

"Why are your still with Jerrome." Muffin asked. I couldn't answer.

As was our routine, Muffin would come in during the day and get the "nutrition" she craved. As her reward, I would fuck her with our special, horse sized strap-on at the end of the day. 

I managed to make it home without further traffic incidents. My shaky knees barely carried me into my bedroom. I stripped off and tossed my sex soiled clothes into the hamper. I picked up Jerre's stuff too. Under a pile of his tees was one of my pink panties. "Huh?"

More than normal, I smelled of girl cum so I took a quick shower. I opened my lingerie drawer and pick out a plain white bra and panty. It still bothered me that I had no idea where the other bra went this morning. I sat on the edge of my bed. "Jerre's been the only one home."

Even though Jerry ran his business from home, he told me that he was out at a client's site today. I finished getting dressed and waited in the living room. About a half hour later, Jerre walked in. He was dressed in suit and tie for a change rather than the ratty tee and jeans he typically wore. 

"Hi, Meliss." He waved. He continued to the bedroom without waiting for me to answer. "How was your day? Let me go change first."

Instead of waiting, I followed him. "Oh, my day was fine." I related about the idiot and his accident and the other day's events. All this time, Jerre did not start to undress. In fact he kept his suit jacket on. I asked him "Aren't you going to change?"

"Umm... Err... Yeah, just listening to you tell me about your day." He stammered back. "Uh, I'm just going to go to the bathroom."

I waited for him to return. When he did, he was naked except for his knee-high socks and was carrying all his clothes in his arms; which was very strange even for Jerre. He pulled on a sweat shirt and pants and seemed to be standing around waiting for something.

"Jerre, aren't you going to hang up your suit?" I asked.

"Errr... yeah in a sec."

I left the room and heard him scramble around a bit before he exited. I walked back into the bedroom and immediately noticed my drawers weren't closed as they should be. I opened my lingerie drawer and there on top was the bra I was seeking this morning. It had to be Jerre.

Dinner conversation was rather muted that evening. I kept looking at Jerre wondering what was going on. I decided that I would really keep track and pay attention to how I arranged my panty drawer. Over the next week, I noted my underthings slightly mis-folded or moved. 

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"I need a plan, but what to do?" I pondered to myself at the office as Muffin munched on her box lunch. As she continued to tongue fuck my hole, I went on line to a surveillance site and got some ideas. "Oh fuck! Yeah!" I exclaimed as inspiration and my orgasm coincided.

After ordering what I thought I needed from the "spies-R-us" store, I went to my favourite slut lingerie site and ordered what I thought would be irresistible undies to Jerrome. I had it delivered to my office over the few next days, plain wrapped packages were on my desk.

"What's with the packages, Melli?" Muffin asked.

"Oh just something for Jerrome." I answered.

Disappointed, Muffin pouted. "What did he do to deserve special treatment?"

"Oh, Muffin. Please don't be jealous. If you're good, maybe I'll tell you, but for now..." I kissed her on the cheek.

With Jerrome having a home office, it was difficult but I managed to set everything up. Now the bait. I carefully place the new, heavily padded, red laced bra and matching, tight, cheeky lace panties in some pink tissue. I really didn't need padding in my bra seeing I am a firm C, but I knew he would never be able to resist. 

The next day, I went to work as normal after making sure I have properly arranged the things in my drawer. That evening when I returned, the first thing I did was open my lingerie draw. The wrapped package was just slightly out of place and there was a small tear in the tissue. There were a few other things out of place as well.

During that evening as we relaxed after dinner, I casually asked if anyone else had visited here today. Jerre shook his head no as he concentrated on the TV show. I moved close beside him and cuddled. My hand caressed his belly. I turned to him and kissed his lips. I dropped my hand between his legs and rubbed his groin to make it grow harder and harder. "Honey, l want you. Give me a few minutes to change into something sexy!"

I quickly changed into some black Spandex halter bra and bikini panties. I clipped the black Spandex stocking to my garter belt and slipped on some tall black stilettos. "Jerrome! Get in here!"

Jerre looked puzzled as he eyed my wardrobe. Not the typical sexy attire he was used to. With my heels, I was easily head and shoulders over his barefoot 5'8" height. I kissed him hard and pulled his tee shirt over his head. I shoved him hard onto his back and onto the bed before I mounted his chest. A darker wet spot had already formed on the crotch of my panties. I grabbed his wrists to attach the padded handcuff I had previously hid there and then hooked them to the headboard.

I kissed his lips gently before I dismounted. Jerre was even more confused when I turned off the lights and watched me grab a light wand. When I turned it on, there it was. Around Jerre's chest was the phosphorescing powder I had dusted inside the bait bra. I pulled down his sweats and illuminated more glowing powder coating his hips and dinky hairless penis.

"Well Jerre, I knew it. You've been going through my stuff. Not only that, you've been wearing my bra and panties!" I accused him.

"No! I... No!" He tried to deny it but ultimately knew he had been caught.

"Well, let's see..." I calmly clicked on the bedroom TV we used to watch porn in bed. "I haven't seen this yet so this might be interesting. AND we'll see whether you're some kind of perv or not. I installed some hidden cameras around."

They were all wireless and Bluetooth enabled that I could operate from my phone. A few taps and a picture appeared on the TV. It showed me dusting the bait underthings and carefully wrapping them in tissue before placing them in my drawer. Barely a few minutes after I left for the office, Jerrome appeared and opened the bait drawer. The Ultra Hi-def camera made it easy to see the smile of delight as he carefully picked up the tissue package and placed it on the bed. He tried to carefully unwrap it but winced when he made the small tear in the delicate paper.

I looked at Jerrome. He was almost in tears as he knew what was to be played back.

Still driven by his desires, Jerrome continued. He stepped back and smiled when he saw his new underthings. Then there was a long break where he disappeared. "What's going on here?" I demanded.

"I... um... I'm prepping." He managed to stubble out. "I took a soak and shaved everything off."

"You told me you shaved your body hair because all the other guys did it for swimming!" I spat. "Do you even swim?"

Ashamed, he shook his head no.

I shook my head in disgust.

Jerrome returned into shot. He wrapped the bra around his chest and reached behind to hook the clasps with practiced fingers. He pulled up the panties and tucked himself inside leaving only a slight bump where his penis should be. We watched as Jerrome caressed himself.

After a few minutes, he knew exactly where to go next. Opening one of my other drawers, he selected a set of red garters and pink nylons with a dark red stripe up the back legs. The garter straps were over his panties.

"Jezz, don't you know the straps should go under?" I scolded.

In a sheepish voice, Jerrome replied, "Yes, but it find it hotter when I wear them over. If I have to pee, then I can't pull my panties down all the way."

"Your panties!?" I shouted at him. "Those are my panties you're wearing. God you're sick."

The video continued. Next he went to the walk-in and pulled out my favourite corral coloured, mohair sweater. It was a front button top that he pulled on and left the upper four buttons undone. The big padded bra made him look like he had real breasts and gave him a pretty deep cleavage. He then selected a black mini-skirt that barely covered his thighs. 

He looked at himself in the mirror and then went back to the closet. He returned with my red sling backs on his feet and checked himself out again. Satisfied with his appearance, he promenaded into the living room. I switched view to that camera.

I watched as he pranced around the room. Every once in a while, he would pull his skirt over his bum and wiggle his ass. Suddenly, he spread his legs and grabbed his ankles. His hand reached between and ran a finger under the panties and along his crack. Then it looked like he pushed it into his asshole.

"Are your finger fucking yourself?" I demanded to know.

Jerre's eyes were flooding with tears and he affirmed his actions. 

"You like stuff up your ass?"

Again he nodded affirmatively.

"Ever with a guy?"

"No, never. Only my finger or a dildo."

I had to leave him there to think. 

"Gawd, what a fucking, sick weirdo!" I said to myself. But I had goosebumps all over my tingling body. I could feel the wetness between my legs as I paced the floor trying to figure things out. The thought of him playing dress-up had affected me in a way I hadn't anticipated. I confronted him again.

I had left the video playing. I returned just in time to see him facing the camera with his skirt pulled up around his waist and his panties pulled down to his thighs. On the coffee table, looked to be a penis that was stuck on with a suction cup. He squatted over the edge and pushed the sizeable dildo up his ass. He lowered himself until it was all the way inside him before he started fucking himself with it by raising and lowering his butt. His tiny penis was erect and glistening with pre-cum. 

Jerrome held his ass cheeks apart and rolled his head back. His eyes were closed and mouth open. He slammed his ass down hard, fucking himself with deeply the rubber dick. One time... Two times... Three times... 

I watched as the cock was in as deep as it could go. Jerrome screamed as white cum spurted out from his piss hole. They weren't hard spurts but there were a number of them. At least seven or eight. 

Tears were rolling freely down his cheeks. His tiny dick was hard and it was evident that he came. A pool of white streamed onto his chest and belly.

"Really? You came just by watching you fuck yourself with that dildo and without touching yourself?" I demanded. He nodded his head in shame. "Where is this thing?"

I found it in his lower dresser drawer in the back of the walk-in, buried under some lingerie. None of it was stuff I owned so that means he had to have got it on his own. Also along with the dildo was a number of other toys; a vibrator, a selection of butt plugs and an electric stroker.

I picked up the dildo. It was heavy with the soft firmness of a real cock. It had to be about ten inches long and almost two inched in diameter. I also selected a number of different items for him to wear.

I returned to see him still watching himself. From the pool of white, I could see he had come a couple of more times. "You're fucking disgusting. I bet only you could cum by watching yourself cum on video." Referring to the fact that his hands were still cuffed to the headboard. I scooped a handful and smeared it over his face. He started to lick as much as he could.

I mounted his chest and held his head between my knees as I applied thick make-up on his face. He looked so slutty with the dark red lipstick I put on him. I pinched his nipples hard to make him lift his body up as I slipped a boned corset under him and laced the front up extremely tight so he could barely breathe. The panties I put on him were assless. He was so pretty that I took a number of stills with the camera in my phone. 

From between his legs, I pushed his knees to his chest. Using only the saliva I spat on his ass hole as lube, I was able to push the knob of his dildo into him. I watch with amazement as it disappeared inside him. He easily took the whole thing with only a couple of strokes. He obviously loved it inside him as his asshole held it in place. 

Meanwhile, my pussy was hot. There was no way his puny cock was going to satisfy me. If nothing else, Jerre had a talented tongue. I ripped off my panties and sat on his face with my back towards his head. I spread my cheeks and placed my asshole firmly against his painted lips. He immediately started to tongue fuck me. I fingered my cunt. The feeling of impending orgasm built very quickly.

"Oh god!" I screamed as I sprayed my squirt all over his body. It was the hardest orgasm he has given me in a long time. "Aaaiiii!!" 

I collapsed onto his soaked body.



Bait and Switch Ch. 01



Despite myself, I can't help but admire Nancy's small rear as she ascends the stairs. For a moment I consider using my abilities on her, but decide I can always do that later. Tonight I am focused on Gina.

"She'll be ready in a few more minutes; can I get you anything to drink?" Suddenly it dawns on me that if Nancy is home, it will make it difficult to do what I want with Gina. I create a few switches in her mind, and hope she doesn't travel outside of fifty feet from me. I'm not sure if the switch has to be within eyesight or not, but I guess I'll find out. I hadn't planned on Gina still living at home. This only confirms that Gina is only using me. Why else make sure to have this tutoring session where her mother is around?

I realize that Nancy is still waiting for me to answer. "Whatever you have will be fine," I state, moving a switch in her that makes her accept me. It is only a small switch, and barely moves, as it is already mostly flipped on its own. She returns a moment later with some Sprite and a smile. I notice she has the same Hazel eyes as Gina. She really is attractive for her age, I decide.

"Sorry to make you wait," I hear Gina's soft voice at the stairs, and turn to look at her. Her hair is still wet from getting out of the shower, but she seems to have redone her makeup, and her clothes are tight fitting, without being too revealing. She has a sweet innocent looking smile that I have seen many times before. My doubts about her intentions lessen even more, and I start making switches in her immediately.

"You two behave yourselves, now," Nancy sings as I walk up the stairs, and can feel my face turn red.

"Mom!" Gina protests, before turning to me and whispering, "Sorry about that. She thinks I invited you over for more than just tutoring."

"It's okay," I tell her, flipping a switch as I speak, and turning it back off when I stop. "I know how parents can be." Inwardly I smile, knowing that her crotch gets wetter every time I speak.

"She's been kinda funny since dad left," Gina tells me as she opens her bedroom door, and waves me in. "But you don't want to hear about that."

Oh, but I do, I think. If Nancy is single, I could possibly have some fun with her, but I shake the thought off. Tonight is about working with Gina. I notice that she leaves her door open, before she sits at her desk, and brings up her computer screen.

"So what did you want to go over tonight?" I ask, flipping, and un-flipping the switch as I speak. I notice that physical reactions to my switches are a lot easier than emotional ones.

"The chapter we went over last week still has me confused, and I still haven't turned in our assignment from then either." She pauses to look at me for a moment before continuing, "I have a favor to ask."

Here it comes, I think. She's going to ask me to do the work for her. I'm actually a little surprised. Usually they take a little longer before asking, preferring to flirt a little more first. I just nod, expecting the inevitable.

"Do you mind not telling Robbie about this? He tends to get a little jealous, and I'd rather he not know you were over here."

For a second I am stunned, but I recover quickly. That wasn't what I'd expected her to ask. "Sure. Odd about what happened to him today," I say, wanting to speak as much as possible. I notice her cheeks flush slightly every time I talk, and checking her 'horny' switch, I notice that it has moved a little on its own.

"Yeah, I wonder if he is feeling alright." Her 'horny' switch drops a little, and I kick myself mentally for bringing him up. "I tried calling him, but he won't return my calls."

"I'm sure a big guy like Robbie can take care of himself," I reassure her, and then immediately go into the lesson, wanting to change the subject. The more I talk, the wetter I know she is getting, and eventually I notice that her 'hard nipple' switch is stuck to on, and her 'horny' switch steadily moves as well. I lean over her shoulder, as I point out a small correction to her work, and notice her fidgeting in her seat.

"Oh, I'll never get this!" She moans in frustration after about twenty minutes. "It's just too hard." She looks at me for a second, and I don't have to read her mind to know what is coming next. "I just can't seem to concentrate tonight, and this was due last week." She acts like she is hesitating, and then continues, "I hate to ask this, but do you think you could do it for me? I promise to make it up to you..." She trails off as she gives me a shy smile.

She is good! For a moment I had almost forgotten, but her words bring it all back to me. I decide to play along though, just to see how far she is willing to go. "Make it up to me?" I press hard on her 'horny' switch, feeling it move gradually under my pressure. "How?"

Sitting in her chair, she puts her hands on her knees, arms stiff, and somehow manages to shrug and squeeze her ample bosom together at the same time, giving me a great shot of her cleavage. Despite myself, I feel my dick harden even more than it already was from all my previous thoughts about tonight. "I dunno... Did you know my mom actually said you were cute?"

Did she now...? I wonder. Appealing to my ego, and flaunting her body; Gina really was good at this game. "If I do your work for you, how will you learn?" I ask, trying to act innocent, but glancing at her cleavage at the same time. I know it is expected of me.

Gina brings her right hand up to her chest, and lightly runs her fingers across her own cleavage as she speaks. I can easily make out her hardened nipples though her shirt and bra. "You'll continue to tutor me, of course." And you'll continue to want me to do the work for you, of course, I think but don't say. I notice her left hand is now lightly rubbing her thighs. "I wouldn't ask, but with work, and everything else, I just don't think I will be able to get it done, and it is already late. I can't afford to fail any classes, and you're so smart..." I'm still leaning over her, and our faces are pretty close. I lick my lips, and mash hard on her 'horny' switch. The switch violently moves, and for a moment I think I broke the switch, wondering if that was even possible, until Gina moans softly, and mashes her lips to mine.

For a second I am caught off guard, as her tongue frantically beats against my lips, and in a daze I open up to it. Our tongues swirl around each other, and I realize she is shaking. I must have made her orgasm! The comprehension strikes me, and now I am rock hard in my own pants: pants that I feel hands at, fumbling with my belt. I help her, undoing my zipper without breaking the kiss.

Her slender fingers reach in, and draw out my stiff member, and suddenly her face pulls away, leaving my lips feeling barren and naked.

"What the..." Gina gasps, as she looks at me. Her eyes dart from my penis, up to my face and back again. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to--" I quickly find her 'guilt' switch, and start to fight it back to the off position. "I have a boyfriend... I shouldn't..." I continue to manipulate her switches, holding her 'horny' switch on, working 'guilt' down, and pretty soon her eyes are locked solely on my crotch. "I've never seen one so big," she murmurs, licking her lips. I feel her 'guilt' switch try to move, but I hold it firm. "Robbie's is so much smaller, I... I... It's wrong, but oh so big..." 'Guilt' is nearly completely off, and I watch as her hands start to rise to my crotch again. "So big..." she repeats, as her fingers grip my manhood. Her hands aren't able to make it all the way around the base, and I moan as her fingers grip me tighter.

Her eyes dart up to mine for only a moment, before she leans forward, and barely stretches her lips around the bulbous head. Using her grasp on me, she pulls me to her, and I am more than willing to do so, taking a couple of half steps, till I am standing between her legs as she sits in her chair. She starts to make sucking noises, as she tries to get more and more of me into her warm wet mouth. She looks so cute, with her eyes closed, and her lips locked around me, I moan earnestly. I can already feel myself getting close.

"Gina? Is everything okay up there? I thought I heard a noise." Nancy's voice comes calling through the open doorway, and for a second I panic, as my hands grip the back of Gina's head, holding her still. I'm not sure if she heard though, lost in her own lusts as she is and she only continues to suck and slurp on my cock.

I immediately start flipping some of the switches I created in Nancy earlier, noting that her 'concern' switch takes a little effort, but grudgingly moves nonetheless. I also make a quick 'concern' switch for Gina, and make sure it is set to off. "Everything is fine, Nancy," I call out the door, thankful that I don't have to see the switch, to move it, and tweaking her 'acceptance' switch at the same time. Imagining the door as a sideways switch, I gently move it closed.

"Okay. Just lemme know if you kids need anything." I sense Nancy's switches moving away, and sigh in relief.

The panic seems to have reset me, and I look back down at Gina, hungrily gobbling my schlong. I can make out her cleavage, and gently slip my right hand from the back of her head, down her neck, to her chest, between her firm breasts, and then around to her left nipple, under her bra. Gina moans as I start to play with the hard nub, making her blowjob that much greater. She is only able to get a couple inches between her lips, but the way she moves her tongue, around the rim of the head feels fantastic.

I pull my hand out from her shirt, and bend over, grabbing the sides of the garment, and start to tug it up. The sexy blonde pulls off me long enough to pull her shirt off, and then lunges back to my cock. Her lust and hunger drive me wild with my own, and I can't stop the impending orgasm.

"I'm getting close," I whisper, and she only nods, before going wild. Sucking harder, slurping noises rebound around the room, as my climax strikes me. I have to lock my knees, as string after string of jism shoots into Gina's mouth. She suddenly stops sucking, but her moans increase, and it occurs to me that she is having another orgasm. I realize I am mentally mashing down hard on her horny switch, and let up, noting that she starts to recover from her climax as I do so.

She pulls her head away from my crotch, sucking every last drop out of me as she does so, and my slightly shrinking head makes a 'popping' noise as it exits her mouth. She grins up at me, while her hands glide up and down my saliva soaked prick, and I see her suck up a bit of my cum that somehow escaped her soft lips.

"I have never cum from giving head before," she says in awe. "Imagine what else this thing can do..." she tenderly squeezes my cock, and winks at me.

I'm not sure if it is my lessened libido after having just blown one helluva load down her throat or what, but somehow the words were out of my mouth before I could think better of them. "What about Robbie?"

Without missing a beat, or a stroke, she answers me with that beautiful smile still on her face. "Who cares? I'll deal with him later, but right now, I have something better than his tiny prick to deal with."

Before I know it, Gina stands up, and shoves me back to the bed. She then undoes her pants, dropping them to the floor, and I quickly do the same, feeling my own libido start to rise again, as I spy the heart-shaped fuzz that tops her vagina. Reaching behind her back, she unsnaps her bra, finally freeing her two large mons to my hungry gaze. I have to admit that breasts are my biggest fetish; big, small, firm, or flabby, I love them all. Gina's are anything but flabby, and I already know just how firm they are. They stand out proudly from her chest as she walks over to me, crawling on the bed, and slipping my re-hardening penis back into her mouth.

Gina starts to move her body around, till she straddles my face. Her pussy is nearly dripping as I lightly bring the tip of my tongue to it, tasting her for the first time. As my tongue comes into contact with her crotch, she grunts, slamming her wet slit down against my mouth, and I feel her own mouth go down further on my rock hard rod. Shoving my tongue in as far as it can go, I am nearly drinking the juices that are flowing from her.

"My Gawd, I have never been this horny before in my life!" Gina exclaims, and it sounds like she is trying to catch her breath. "I can't wait to get this beast in me." Catching me unawares with her speed, Gina spins around, and soon has my cock at the entrance to her slippery hole. "Take it slow," she tells me, then ignores her own advice as she starts pressing back with her pelvis. After a couple seconds, I feel my head pop past her inner lips, and we both sigh with the connection. She is tight, and I doubt if she is going to be able to take my whole length into her.

I continue to hold still, while Gina firmly grinds her twat down the length of my pole. Every little centimeter seems like a small triumph, as her massaging muscles take me in deeper and deeper. Her delightful breasts are dangling above me, and I lift my head to taste them for the first time. Her right nipple is already hard, as I suck it between my lips, and nibble lightly on it. I must have surprised her with this action, as she suddenly gasps, and I feel myself slide into her a little further. She freezes on top of me, and I can feel her pussy gripping my cock, lubricating it in even more of her juices as she has another small orgasm.

When she finally stops shuddering, she looks between us, and gasps. "Holy shit! How big are you? I've never had one this deep before and there is still half of you out of me! I almost feel like you are splitting me in two."

In answer, I grip an ass cheek in each hand, suck hard on her nipple, and lift my hips slightly, going a bit deeper. Gina grunts with my motion, gripping the back of my head, and pulling me tighter to her breast. She pulls up a little bit, and then slams back down, barely taking any more of me inside her.

I hear the door open, and check to see that I can feel Nancy's switches just outside it. I throw all my weight against Nancy's and Gina's 'concern' switch, making sure they are both fully set to off, and Nancy's 'acceptance' switch is fully on, as she enters the room.

"I thought I would make you two some snacks, while you were up here," the older woman says, standing next to us. Her voice almost seems flat, as she talks.

"Ung," Gina grunts, as she tries and fails again to take more of me into her grasping vagina, "Okay, thanks mom. We'll eat them in a minute."

"You two enjoy, now, and I'll leave you alone." I sense Nancy moving to the door.

"Oh, I am enjoying!" Gina nearly screams, slamming down hard. Her pussy is so tight, it feels like it is trying to strangle my cock, but no matter how hard she tries, she can't seem to get the last few inches inside her. "Damnit! What does it take to get all of you inside me?" She demands.

"Practice," I tell her simply, though the truth is, none of my few girlfriends have ever been able to take my full length. Hungrily, I reattach my mouth to her nipple.

Taking a tighter grip on her ass, I start to move under her with my own rhythm. Pulling out till only my tip is still within her, I dive back in, till my head hits her bottom.

Gina's fingers dig into the back of my scalp, as she starts yelling in the throes of her passion. "Oh, fuck me, you're HUGE! Harder, fuck me harder with that massive cock of yours! Oh, damn, I'm gonna cum aga--" Her hand pulls me away from her teat, as she presses her mouth to mine. The passion and fury of the kiss are enough to set me off again, and I barely pull her off me in time to shoot my second load between our bodies.

We continue to kiss for a few moments, wrapped up in the pleasure of our shared bliss, until Gina pulls away, breathing heavily.

"I've never cum that hard, before!" she exclaims, her cheeks flushed, and her chest still heaving. "But next time, cum inside me; I'm on the pill." She shakes her head, looking at me. "I can't believe a geek could DO that to me."

I can only nod my head and smile, exhaustion nearly overwhelming me.

Gina is the first to get up, and we start to clean up our mutual mess, thankful for the small sandwiches Nancy made, and left for us on Gina's desk.

Gina's mom greets me with a warm smile, but a slightly puzzled look on her face as I leave. I wonder what she is thinking after walking in on her daughter and me screwing?

It isn't until I am driving back to my apartment that I start to wonder what Gina is going to tell Robbie. A small part of me feels bad for taking the jock's girlfriend, but the memories of all the times he has bullied me washes any lingering feelings of guilt away. I'm not worried about retribution from him either. Not any more, at least.

There is no sock on the door as I get to my apartment, and I sigh in relief. I'm completely worn out after today, and am looking forward to getting some sleep.

Ten minutes later, I am crawling into bed, the light off, and my alarm set to 'exterminate' my sleep in the morning.

A bright blue light causes me to sit up in bed in alarm. My heart is pounding as I look around my room, and I can feel the beginnings of terror take hold of me as I see a figure standing by my window. It isn't human, I know. Not with its too long arms, willowy frame, over-large eyes set in a delicate seeming pink face.

"Are you the one?" The simple question from this creature fills me with more dread, than anything else in my life.



Bait and Switch Ch. 02



Author's note: This story consists of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest, anal, and perhaps even violence. While this chapter doesn't contain any of these, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if these subjects bother/offend you. 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.

(Quick FYI: The Robbie in this story is not the Rob in another of my series.) 

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I woke up with a start, heart thumping in my chest, and sweat dripping from my brow, and looked around my room. Just a dream. It was just another nightmare, I kept telling myself. Images of strange pink creatures burning, dying, and the sounds of screams still echoed in my throbbing head.

Looking to the clock, I groaned. There was still a half-hour till my alarm was set to go off. The thought of trying to get more sleep and possibly continuing that dream were enough to get me out of bed.

I reached for the light switch with my mind, and as soon as I felt it, tried to flip it. Sharp, lancing pain drove into my mind. It felt like a spike was slowly being pounded between my eyes, and I stopped trying to move the switch. The pain lessened markedly, but the echo of it could still be felt, as I realized that I'd fallen to the floor.

"Are you alright in there, man?" Dennis said a few moments later, knocking on my door. "I heard you yell."

I got up on my knees, and held my head in my hands as I answered back, "Yeah, just a bad dream. Sorry I woke you."

As Dennis walked away, I wondered what had happened? I could still feel the switch with my mind, but I didn't dare try and flip it again. I could still feel the pain between my eyes, though it was only a pale shadow of what it had been. Had I overused my new ability yesterday, or did I somehow break it?

Deciding that I needed to rest my mind for a bit, I brought up my laptop. The latest episode of Big Bang Theory had downloaded last night, and it usually put me in a much better mood.

"Exterminate! Exterminate!" The sound of my alarm going off scared me all over again, which ruined the final scene of the episode I'd been watching, and turned my mood sour all over again. I quickly grabbed my Android phone, and turned it off. Considering the dreams I'd had last night, I decided that I really should follow Dennis's advice and change the alarm sound. I chose Aeris's Theme from Final Fantasy VII, as that was a soothing song, and hoped that it would be better to wake up to.

I changed out of my Batman pajamas, rubbing my eyes, and wishing I had slept better.

"Hey," Dennis said around a mouthful of cereal as I walked out of my room, "I've done some more checking online, and found even more people who claim to have gotten special abilities."

I froze as I heard him say that, trying to recall if I had told him what I could do now. Or rather, what I had been able to do yesterday. Then I remembered the conversation he'd had with me yesterday morning about the news reports he'd seen on T.V.

"Don't give me that look. I thought you were into this kind of weird stuff."

"What did you find now?" I asked, trying to act uninterested, but after the events of yesterday, he had my full attention.

"Some guy down in Brazil can make himself change colors like a chameleon. It almost makes him invisible." As he talked, bits of cereal spewed from his mouth, but he just kept talking excitedly. "Man, if I could do that, I'd hide out in the cheerleader's locker room. Can you imagine what goes on in there?"

I could only shake my head at his behavior, but wondered if what he was telling me was real. If I had received new abilities, it was completely likely that others might have too. The only thing I couldn't figure out was: what had the catalyst been?

"I forgot to ask you," my roommate said, finally swallowing his mouthful, "How did your date go with Gina?"

"It wasn't a date," I answered immediately. "It was a tutoring session." I couldn't hide my smile though, and knew I'd been somewhat busted.

"Tutoring... Right... Somehow I think she did more teaching than you did, from that smile of yours!"

I could feel the blood rushing to my face. "Let's just say, she may no longer be interested in Robbie." I remembered that he'd had a date last night too, and I wanted to change the subject. "What about your date? How'd it go?"

"Did you see a sock on the door? No? Then you know how it went." Dennis suddenly turned sullen, and I wondered what had happened. Being a Jock, he normally had his pick of women. From the noises that had emanated from his room on past occasions, I knew he got plenty of action. That was part of the reason we had instituted the 'sock on the doorknob': I had walked in on him on more than one occasion.

Knowing that I wasn't going to get any details, I ate my own cereal,, showered, brushed my teeth, and got out the door.

Wind and snow pelted me in the face as soon as I stepped outside, and I rushed to my car. Normally I prefer to walk to the campus, but in bad weather like this, I was glad I had my car. It took me a few minutes to get it warmed up, and I had to keep my wipers going and defrost running just to see the mushy road. The snow was coming down hard, and I envied the guy from Japan that could start himself on fire. That was a feat that would come in handy at the moment.

Slick as the roads were, I arrived on campus at the same time I usually did when I walked. By the time I made it to class, I was covered in snow, and slightly out of breath from running. On the plus side, no one threw any snowballs at me, or called me any derogatory names. Everyone was too busy trying to get out of this storm.

On the bad side, despite running and the cold, I fell asleep halfway through my science class, and couldn't get my programs to compile in my programming class; all the switches I wrote into my code kept failing. The Irony of that didn't escape me.

Lunch was a welcome break, but I couldn't get my mind off my failure with the switches. I was lost in thought, when something struck the back of my head. My headache had completely dissipated, thankfully.

"Look what we have here," Robbie's voice boomed above me, and I cringed, "a geek who thinks too highly of himself."

"Leave me alone, Robbie," I murmured, cradling my head in my hands. With my new ability out of commission, I knew I was no match for the bigger man.

"Weave me awone, Wobbie," he repeated in baby talk, laughing. "Gina told me you tried to come on to her, and she had to kick you out. She's mine, understand? Leave her alone, or you will have to deal with me." Robbie's tone made my head throb, but his words made my blood boil. Gina claimed *I* had come onto HER? Sure, I had flipped some of her switches, but in the end, she had been the one to kiss me.

I stood up from my chair, turning to face the bigger man, and spoke before I could think better of it. "Really, Robbie? I have a question for you: how bow-legged was she walking this morning?"

I could see that I struck home by the flash of red that blossomed across his cheeks. Quicker than I could think, he shoved me back, and I fell hard back into my chair. I knew I didn't stand a chance against him in a fight, and with my anger rising, I started to act before I could think. I made a switch in him to make him weaker, and firmly started moving it.

Standing back on my feet, I looked up to him, wishing I were the taller one. My fists were clenched at my side, as I glared at the bigger man.

"Look at the dweeb," someone said behind Robbie, and I realized he'd brought one of his cronies, "looks like he wants to fight you, Robbie. You'd better be careful, he looks angry." The mocking tone just added fuel to my ire, and I pushed more on Robbie's 'weak' switch, and remembered that I had created another switch yesterday.

"Maybe if you were a big enough man to satisfy your girlfriend, she wouldn't have come to me." The words were out of my mouth before I could think better of them.

Again Robbie's hands pushed against me, but in his weakened state, he fell back and almost tripped over Derek Peterson. Derek caught his leader, however, and helped him back to his feet. Robbie tried to shove me again, bracing himself this time, but he barely had any strength left in his arms.

"Leave me alone, Robbie, and never bother me again," I told the bully, menace dripping from my voice. "I'd hate for you to have any more accidents."

Robbie's arm cocked back, ready to strike me, but his eyes grew large as I flipped his other switch. In horror he looked down, to see the puddle forming at his feet.

"Come on, Robbie!" Derek cheered him on, not noticing what had happened. "Show this dweeb where he stands... Robbie?" It was too late. Robbie had turned and fled, an unmistakable dark stain still growing as he ran. "What the...?" he said, slowly turning back to me.

"Better follow him, unless you want the same," I threatened, feeling full of myself.

"Freak," Derek yelled, but turned tail, and followed the yellowish trail out of the cafeteria.

It wasn't until I sat down, that I realized my switches were working again, and my anger fled. A second later, the pain struck and everything went black.

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Soft talking brought me out of a dreamless sleep, and I looked around. Under me was a stiff mattress, with white sheets. A white curtain hung from the ceiling, and everything seemed to be white around me. I've died, I figured, and let my head drop back to the pillow. I overused my ability, and it killed me.

"I see you finally woke up," a soft feminine voice sounded, and I looked up to see old Mrs. Polkins, her grey hair tucked neatly into a bun on the back of her head, and her large smock hugging tightly to her massive frame.

"Wh-What happaened?" I asked, finding my throat dry. Not dead then, I realized. Mrs. Polkins looked nothing like an angel.

"I was hoping you could tell me." Mrs. Polkins, the campus nurse, was a nice enough woman, I had heard, but this was the first time I'd had to come here. The lights flickered as she spoke, and I wondered if the storm was still going strong outside.

I just shook my head and lay back down. She kept an eye on me for another hour, before releasing me, telling me I should see a doctor when I got the chance.

Leaving her office, I noted that my head no longer hurt, and remembering the look on Robbie's face as he ran away brought a smile to my face. Hopefully I wouldn't have to deal with him again.

Checking my watch, I saw that I had already missed half my last class of the day, and just decided to go home, and get ready for work tonight.

The drive home took nearly as long as the drive to school this morning, the storm had gotten worse, and I noticed more than a couple cars had slid off the slick road. I took my sweet time, and made it back to my apartment safely.

Walking into my room, I plopped myself down on my bed, and braced myself, before trying to mentally turn off the light. The pain hit me almost immediately, but it was duller than it had been this morning. Either I was getting used to it, or it wasn't as bad. Better yet, the light had turned off, and I was still conscious.

The power flickered a few more times as I dressed for work, and I wondered if the restaurant would still be open in this storm. Deciding that I was better safe than sorry, I called my boss. He informed me in no uncertain terms that I was either to show up for work, or I could find a new job. I cursed him soundly, as I trudged through the snow to my car, and even louder as my car slid more than drove down the slippery roads.

I was ten minutes late, when I walked through the door.

"Where the hell have you been?" Thundered Bradley (Don't call him Brad) Cooper, my boss. He was a big bull of a man, and ran this restaurant with an iron fist. He was also the owner's son. The lights in the restaurant shone of his shaved head, and I could see he was already in a foul mood. 

Looking around, I couldn't understand what his rush was, with the storm blowing outside, the restaurant was mostly empty, but I wasn't about to point that out to him.

Turning to point outside, I opened my mouth to explain, but he cut me off.

"Don't blame the storm. You knew what it was like when you called, and should have left earlier to make up for it. Now get back to the kitchens, and get to work."

All I could do was nod my head, and nearly run back to the kitchens. For a moment I was tempted to use my ability on him, but decided he wasn't worth the headache.

For the next hour, I cooked what few orders came my way, and otherwise kept to myself.

"We're out of juice up front," Shanna, a new waitress, called back.

"It's in the fridge, but make sure you get one out of the freezer to thaw out," I told her. I saw the brunette take one of the concentrated juice jugs out of the fridge, and take it up front. A few minutes later, she returned and walked into the freezer, only to come out a second later, shivering and empty handed.

"I can't find it in there, and it's freezing!" She walked up to me, rubbing her arms, and asking, "Can you help me find it, Nick?"

Shanna was a new waitress, so it was understandable that she wanted help. I followed her back to the freezer, and noticed that she had a pretty nice frame. Her hips were a little wide, but her waist was small, and she had a rather nice walk. Normally, all the cooks see of the waitresses were their faces, and while she was cute enough, she was no Gina.

"It's freezing in here," Shanna repeated herself, and I couldn't stop my retort.

"That's why they call it a freezer."

She gave me a look, like I was the idiot, but I just brushed it off. I noticed her eyes were a light blue, and she had really long lashes.

I heard the door close behind us, electronically latching, and decided to quickly look for the juice before we both froze.

"It's right here, next to the--" I cut off as the lights went off, and Shanna gave a small scream. Before I could act or think I felt her grab a hold of me, pinning my arm to my side and shivering from cold and fear. "Don't worry; the lights will come back on shortly. The power shouldn't stay off long. Let's see if we can find the door." It was a little hard groping for the door one handed, with her holding on tight to me, and somehow I'd become turned around, in the meantime.

"I hate the dark," she confided in me. I patted her back in an effort to calm her, and she pulled me tighter to her body. I couldn't help but feel her breasts pressed against my arm, and after a moment I realized her crotch was pressed to the back of my hand. All of a sudden, I felt myself growing hard, and a plan hatched in my mind, as I finally found the door.

"It's locked," I lied. "With the power out, we're locked in here till it comes back on." I could feel her shaking against my body, whether from fear or the cold I wasn't sure. "The good news is that with the power out, it won't get any colder in here."

"At home, when the power goes out, my sister Shannon and I comfort each other till it comes back on." I placed my free arm around her waist, pulling her tighter to me as I listen to her talk. "Sometimes we'll just hold each other, and talk about whatever comes to mind. My parents say we're two peas in a pod, but that's just silly. What else would twins be?"

Shanna has a twin? For a moment I was tempted to start using my ability on her, but then thought better of it. I didn't want to get caught in here doing something I shouldn't be, and have Bradley fire me, and the last thing I needed was a bigger headache. Besides, how much sweeter it would be if I won her over without making switches?

I let her continue talking, only saying a little here and there, letting our shared body warmth fight off the chill room. I knew it was helping to keep her calm.

"You don't remember me, do you?" Shanna asked unexpectedly, and I wracked my mind trying to figure out who she was. She laughed, after I remained silent for a few seconds. "It's okay. I wouldn't expect you to remember me with the likes of Gina in the same class, or even Prof. Frankens." She must have felt me tense up then. "Ha, I know all the men look at the professor, and Gina IS one of the hottest girls in school." She laughed again, and I sensed more than saw her look up at me. "Do you know why I got a job here?"

I shook my head before I realized she couldn't see me, and then said, "Because the tips are really good?"

"No," she suddenly grew quiet for a few seconds. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I've had a crush on you for the longest time."

"Me?" I blurted out. No woman has ever had a crush on me that I'd ever heard of. "Why me?"

"Why not?" She replied, matter-of-factly. "I don't go for the jocks; most of them are assholes anyway. I prefer a man that is smart, and for some reason I like pale skin, versus tanned. I dunno," she hesitated, growing shy again, "I guess I also think you're rather cute."

My heart was thumping in my chest as she spoke. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was aware of every inch of her body pressed to mine, her legs around my left leg, my left hand trapped between my jeans and her soft khaki-covered crotch, her breasts heaving against my arm, and it occurred to me that she was just as nervous as I was.

Despite what she had just revealed, I thought I was being bold as I leaned my head down to where I thought her lips might be, and ended up kissing her nose.

She giggled, and I thought it was rather cute to listen to. I felt her hands travel up my body to the back of my head, turning it, and then felt her lips touch mine. 

Despite the frigid temperature in here, I felt a delicious warmth spread from where our lips made contact, then travel through my head, down into my body, and ignite in my loins. I had already been a bit hard, but now it was throbbing in my pants.

With the arm still around Shanna, I pulled her tighter to me, deepening the kiss, when she pulled away from me. "I can't-- I mean, we shouldn't," her voice was breathy, and suddenly I became self conscious.

Was I a bad kisser? Did my breath stink? The sudden absence of her body heat next to me made me shiver. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," I murmured.

"No," she said, and I could hear her move closer to me, her arms wrapped around my body, "I wanted it to happen. I've wanted this to happen for a long time, but..." She trailed off, and I could tell she was just as nervous as I was. "What if the power comes back on, and someone finds us... You know..."

This time I was the one to laugh, but I tried to sound reassuring as I spoke. "The first thing Bradley is going to do is count the tills. It'll be a bit before anyone checks the freezer, and we can slip out before they do." I paused, and let my own arms wrap tightly around her, "And besides... We need to keep our temperatures up. I'd hate to freeze in here."

Shanna tittered, and I knew I'd won her over. "Keeping our temperatures up, huh? Is that what we're doing?" I felt her lips along the underside of my jaw, and turned my face down to hers, enjoying how soft her lips felt against mine.

Her tongue pressed against my teeth, and I opened my mouth to let it in. Our mouths writhed against each other, as her hands roamed my back. I let mine drop down to her ass, cupping a cheek in each hand.

"Oh, really?" she giggled playfully, breaking the kiss.

"Absolutely," I replied, more confident now as I groped her more firmly.

Her hands slid down my back, till she had a hold of my own rear. "Oh yeah?" She gave my cheeks a squeeze, and this time I had to laugh at her playfulness, till her hands slid around to my front, and grasped my manhood through my jeans. "Holy shit!" she stepped back from me for a second, and I wondered what was wrong this time. "Is that thing for real? It must be huge!" Her hands were then fumbling with my zipper, and despite the cold air, when she pulled my member out, it stood tall and firm. It was a little odd, doing this in the complete dark, but it just seemed to add to the eroticism. "Mmm, I can't wait to see this in the light!" she declared, gripping it around the middle. Her fingers weren't able to make it all the way around, and despite myself, I was grinning from ear to ear (not that she could see it).




Bait and Switch Ch. 02



"Why, thank you!" I told her, the words turning into a moan, as the cold air surrounding my cock was wonderfully replaced by the warm, wetness of her mouth. Placing my hands on the back of her head, my moans grew in volume, matched only by the slurping, sucking noises she was making.

I could feel her saliva dripping from my balls as her tongue and soft lips slid up and down my shaft. Every time she pulled away, the cold air would immediately cool where her mouth had been, only to be re-warmed a moment later, as she swallowed me back into her mouth. The eroticism of the whole thing was starting to get to me. Unexpectedly she pulled away and pinched me at the base of my cock.

"I know your close, but not yet." I think she stood up, and I heard her fumbling with her clothes, before she gave a sharp yelp. "Damn, it's COLD! Hurry up and slide that in me before the saliva freezes. I need someone warm against me."

Blindly, I groped my way forward, till I felt her ass facing me. I grabbed my large meat, and started to rub the head against her already sopping wet slit. We both moaned at the contact, and I couldn't stand the cold much longer, so I gave a shove, feeling the tip of my penis punch past her inner labia. Shanna grunted saying, "Holy fuck, that thing's a beast! Hurry up and warm me up with that thing. I'm freezing!"

Obligingly, I started moving my hips back and forth, slowly sinking deeper and deeper into her hot crevice. I kept my hands on her hips, and helped move her against me, as we slowly screwed in the pitch black freezer. After a few minutes, I felt myself hit her deepest parts, and she grunted again.

"Okay stud, fuck me hard now!" Her words were like music to my ears, and I picked up our pace. 

"You are TIGHT!" I exclaimed, as I pulled all out but the head. Her pussy seemed to clamp down hard on me as I did so, only to suck me back into her, till I hit bottom again and again. Some of me was still outside her, but I was more worried about hurting her, than trying to get completely in her.

"Ung... Thank... You..." Shanna grunted in time to my thrusts. I felt her stand upright, as her hand snaked to the back of my head, and pulled my lips to her turned face. In this position, it felt like I was going deeper, but that was only because I was now also sliding between her thighs.

With her back pressed against my front, I brought my hands around to her front. I found her clit with my right hand, and slid my left up under her shirt. Upwards it traveled, till I felt the bottom of her right bra-cup, only to slip under it, and get my first feel of her firm breasts. They seemed to be about the same size as Gina's tits, but when my fingers found her areola, Shanna went crazy. Bucking hard against me, her moans grew in volume, muffled against my own teeth and gums. Her juicy hole clamped down tight on me, and quivered as she came, sending her hot liquids dripping off my scrotum.

It felt too good to hold back anymore, and I let loose inside her without thinking. My fingers pinched her clit and nipple hard as my whole body locked up, except for my spewing cock. All I could do was stand there, as shot after shot of my jism filled up this hot little brunette.

When the waves of pleasure had finally stopped crashing over me, I finally came to my senses. 

"Oh, shit! I'm so sorry! I meant to pull out!"

Shanna laughed her beautiful laugh, as she pulled away from me. When my cock left her, there was an unmistakable sucking and then a 'pop' sound. I felt her hand on my cheek a split second before her lips brushed against mine. "Relax," she told me, "I'm on the pill, though I definitely didn't expect to be doing this tonight!" She laughed again, and just then the lights came on, as the power was restored. I got my first good look at her, her blue eyes were sparkling, and her chest was still heaving, but between her legs was her hairless crotch, and as I watched, some of my cum dripped out of her, and fell into her panties, which were still up around her thighs.

I looked back to her blue eyes, and noticed that they had gone large, as she looked at my crotch. Even softened as it was, it was still impressive.

"I got all of that in me?" She asked in wonder, but I couldn't lie to her.

"No, only to about here," I indicated a spot a bit more than halfway. "We'd better get dressed and out of here." I reminded her, and was rewarded with her blushing as we both got dressed. She gave another yelp when my cold cum in her panties touched her nether-lips, but otherwise dressed in silence.

I poked my head out of the freezer door, and took a breath of warm air, checking to see that the coast was clear. We both stepped out quickly, and not a moment too soon, as Bradley came around the corner a split second after the freezer closed.

"What are you two doing here?" He demanded. "I sent everybody home a while ago."

"We got locked in the freezer," Shanna exclaimed, and I worried that Bradley wasn't going to accept it, as he looked at us suspiciously.

"Well, you aren't going to get paid for the time you were in there. Only to the time I let everyone go for the night." He finally told us, and we both decided it was time to get out of there.

Outside the storm had drastically lessened, as I walked Shanna to her car.

"I'm glad I have tomorrow off. I don't think I'll be walking straight for awhile." I could feel my cheeks burning as she told me this, and could only smile in response. "I definitely want to do that again, but next time let's do it in a warmer place, and maybe I'll be able to get all of you in me!" We kissed again, and then made sure we had each other's number, before I watched her drive away, still in awe at what had taken place, and I'd never had to use my ability.

The drive home was slow, but seemed to be over before I knew it, with my mind on the events of the last couple days. I still couldn't believe that I had this new ability, or even that I had now screwed two very attractive women. In a daze, I walked up to my apartment, into my room, and exhausted fell into bed, still fully clothed.

I slept fitfully, a simple question repeating itself in my head: "Are you the one?".

Sometime past midnight, blue lights woke me up.



Bait and Switch Ch. 03



Author's note: This story consists of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest. While this chapter doesn't contain this, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if this subject bothers/offends you. 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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Blue lights flashing across my closed eyes woke me immediately.

"He's awake," a harsh whisper sounded in my room, "quick, silence him!"

A thick hand covered my mouth, and it was only then that I decided to try making noises. More hands grabbed me, and held me down, as the one with the flashlight came closer to me, and turned the light so I could see his face.

It was Robbie.

"Looks like it's payback time, nerd," His eyes were cold in the beam coming off of his flashlight, and in a panic I reached for his switches. His fist was faster, as it connected with my jaw, and I saw stars.

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My jaw was the first thing I felt as I woke up. An odd moan sounded from somewhere, and it took me a few moments to realize it was me. My mouth didn't feel right, and I soon realized there was a gag between my teeth. Keeping my eyes closed, I hoped to fool them into thinking I was still out, but my muffled moan had already given away the ruse.

"Looks like our little nerd has come back to us," I heard Robbie's taunting voice come closer to me at the same time I felt his switches approaching. "Looks like he needs a little encouragement to WAKE UP!" Robbie punctuated his words with a fist to my gut, a split second before I could move his switches. My eyes bulged, as all the air in me was forcefully expelled, and my stomach writhed in pain. With my eyes now open, I could see that I was in someone's unfinished basement, tied to a support beam, my arms behind me. "Good. I'm glad to see you're back with us," Robbie's voice had become menacingly cold. "We want to have a little talk with you."

My eyes were still watering, and I was trying to gather enough wits together so I could start to weaken him, when his next blow hit the side of my ribs.

"Enough Robbie," I heard a sweet familiar voice, but it only sent a chill down my spine. What was Gina doing here?

"Enough? Enough!?" Robbie blustered. "It will be 'enough' when he has paid for what he did to you."

I used the distraction to focus my thoughts, and flipped his 'bladder' switch, and started pushing on his 'weak' switch. I had to get out of here.

Robbie turned his attention back to me, and there was no mistaking the malice in his eyes. "That won't work this time, freak." His punch this time struck the other side of my ribcage. Thankfully it was weaker, though it still hurt, and even brought an embarrassing sob out of me.

Had my switches failed me? I wondered through the pain that was wracking my body. No, I saw, I could still feel the switches, and they HAD moved. Looking through my pain filled eyes, I could see that his pants were still dry, but something seemed odd about them.

"Hit 'im again, Robbie. Make the lil freak pay." For the first time I realized that there were others around. John Malcom, Brent Ratner, Philip Carson, Tony Hansen, and Derek Peterson (the one who had just spoken), were also witnessing my humiliation; all of them on the football team, and all friends of Robbie.

"I want to hear him confess," one of them said, and the others agreed.

Robbie yanked the gag out of my mouth, and I worked my mouth painfully, my jaw throbbing. "Tell everyone what you did to my girlfriend. Tell them how you raped her, and MAYBE I'll go easy on you."

Rape? I hadn't RAPED her! I thought. Looking to Gina, I saw that she was looking at the floor, refusing to look at me. What had she told them? "I didn't--"

Robbie's right hook caught my jaw, but it was too weak to do my than move my head, though it still hurt where he'd struck me originally.

"Don't lie to us, freak. Gina, come tell him what you told us." Robbie looked to his girlfriend, but she just continued to look at the floor. "Gina?"

"Gina, tell them I didn't do it!" I pleaded, and I felt a switch move as I spoke, but I couldn't tell what or where. I remembered her switches and I started moving the 'guilt' and 'concern' switches I'd made that first night, and was relieved to feel them move in the opposite direction I'd done then.

"Come on, Gina. Confront your rapist. Spit in his face, and show him you're not afraid of him." Gina looked up at me then, but dropped her gaze back down again.

"I-I..." Gina trailed off.

Two hands grabbed my head from behind, and turned my face towards her. Their fingers dug into my cheeks and temples as the hands held my head firmly. For a moment I debated on using my switches to stop this whole farce, but stopped myself. I had to clear my name first. I was no rapist, not now, not ever!

"Look, Gina, the nerd is helpless. He can't hurt you," Derek's voice said right behind me, as I pushed harder on Gina's 'guilt' switch.

"I can't," she finally blurted.

"Man, you must've done a number on her, nerd," Derek said. "That's okay... We'll do you even worse, I promise."

"No!" Gina yelled, and every eye in the room turned to her. Robbie went over to console her, but she shook him off. "I lied," she confessed, tears streaming down her face. "He didn't rape me." Her voice had gone tremulous, and she buried her face in her hands as she sobbed.

"What are you saying?" Robbie asked; confusion painted across his face.

Gina looked at him then, and I could see anger in her red rimmed, tear stained eyes. "I'm saying I fucked him, and enjoyed every minute of it." Everybody's jaws dropped but mine and Gina's. Robbie just had a pained look on his face. "I seduced him, but felt guilty about it, so I lied to you. But I can't... I can't let you do this to him, when he's innocent."

"Like hell he's innocent!" Surprisingly it was Derek who made the exclamation, and not Robbie. "He still screwed with your girlfriend, Robbie. I say we teach him a lesson, and make sure he never touches another man's girl again." I felt the man's fist hit my right kidney hard a moment after he released my head, wracking my body with pain all over again. I'd like to say I took it like a man, but it HURT!

"No, Derek." Robbie's voice was barely a whisper, and I wasn't sure if I'd heard him right, through my agony fogged brain. "Untie him." He turned his back on Gina, and faced the rest of the room. "It's one thing to beat up a rapist, but I won't hurt a man whose only crime is being seduced by this slut."

"Robbie, I..." Gina reached for Robbie's shoulder, but he yanked it away from her.

The large man walked up to me, and stared me in the face. I could see that he hated me still, but I had to give him some respect for his actions. He helped untie me, and I turned to face the room. I knew it was wrong, but I felt like I needed to get revenge. I quickly made two new switches in each man, and Gina.

I flipped the first, and watched as their eyes grew large, and their bodies became completely paralyzed. I walked up to Derek first, and had to look up at him, as Gina was the only one in the room shorter than me. I reached up with my right hand, and pinched the base of his neck where it met with his should. Simultaneously, I flipped the second switch, and smiled as he fell asleep. To everyone else, it would look like I'd given him the Vulcan Nerve Pinch. A truly geeky revenge.

I looked to Robbie's other four friends, and couldn't bring myself to do anything to them. Sure they had helped kidnap me, but none of them had struck me, only watched. I released their 'paralyze' switch, and told them to go. To a man, they fled that small basement, beating each other out of their way, in their haste to get away from me.

Turning back to Robbie, I felt my anger flare up again, until I saw his eyes. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and if that were true, Robbie was in hell. There was no fear in his eyes, only pain, and hurt, and betrayal. "Go," I said quietly (I felt that phantom switch move again), before I could change my mind, and released him too. As he ran up the stairs after his friends, I noticed that his pants seemed a little bulky around the waist, and thought he must be wearing a diaper. No wonder his pants had stayed dry.

Finally it was just me, Gina, and a softly snoring Derek in the dim basement. I debated on giving Derek a few kicks, to pay him back for the kidney punch, but realized that the fight was out of me, after seeing how broken Robbie had become.

Turning to Gina, I released her, and watched as she crumpled to the floor, crying. "I'm so sorry," she sobbed, her face once again buried in her hands. "I didn't know they would take it this far."

"Get up," I demanded, my voice as cold as the storm had been earlier today. She looked up at me, and I felt my anger rising again. This woman had told them that I'd raped her. Sure I had used my switches to turn her on, and make her horny, but I couldn't control her mind! I didn't force her to do anything. And for that, I had been kidnapped, tied up, and beaten. Thankfully my name was clear now, though I wondered what the others would say of the aftermath. "I said, get up!" As I spoke, I finally found the phantom switch that kept moving without any effort from me. It was a switch in Gina; the one I had used to make her wet every time I spoke, but now it was working on its own, without my control.

Slowly Gina stood, and I tried to be patient, but I was still seething inside.

"Nick, I'm so sorry--"

"I don't want to hear it," I cut her off. "Right now, I am in a lot of pain, and have no idea where I'm at. I need you to take me home." Oh, how it galled to tell her that, but I really had no clue where I was, and didn't feel like trying to walk through the snow, till I found out. I was just glad that I'd fallen asleep in my work clothes, shoes and all.

"O-Okay..." Gina stammered, and followed me up the stairs. "I'll take you home. It's the least I can do."

Damn straight, it's the least you can do, I thought, but didn't say.

The night air was frigid as I stepped outside, and followed her to her car. Every step hurt, and every breath was a chore, but none of it compared to the pain I'd suffered from overusing my ability.

The drive home was short, and Gina continued to prattle on about how sorry she was, and how she would make it up to me. I just closed my eyes, and let her talk, wishing I could use switches on myself, so that I could block the pain.

When she pulled up to my apartment, I got out, and was surprised when she did too.

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

"You're hurt. I want to make sure you make it alright." I was in too much pain, and too tired to argue, and truth be told, it helped to lean on her a little bit, as we walked up to my apartment.

I dug the keys out of my pocket, expecting that she would leave then, but she followed me in.

"Oh," I heard an exclamation as I walked into the lit dining room to find Dennis awake, "what happened?"

"A little misunderstanding," I said, sarcasm dripping from my tone.

"I tried to stop them," Dennis said earnestly, "but Derek held me down as they carried you out. He told me not to call the police, or they'd come for me next."

"And where were you?" I turned and asked Gina.

"I was brought into the basement after..." She replied quietly. "Robbie said he had a surprise for me, and had me blindfolded. When he removed the blindfold, they had you tied up."

I just nodded, too exhausted to care anymore. Gina followed me to my room, and I wondered if she was going to help me do everything from now on.

"Go home, Gina. Your mom is probably worried about you. I can take care of myself." I could still feel that switch moving every time I spoke, making her pussy wetter, and then turn back off when I stopped. I wondered briefly if I had accidently trained her like one of Pavlov's dogs.

"My mom will be fine. Let me help you, and then I'll go." Once again, all I could do was nod, as Gina helped me out of my shirt and pants. Part of me wondered what tale she might spin from this night, but I hoped she had learned her lesson. She gasped as my shirt came off, and lightly touched the two forming bruises that were already dark on my ribs. Her touch was light, but still made me flinch. My pants were next, and they hit the floor, revealing my 'Armitage' (one of my favorite anime's) boxers. For a second I wondered if she was going to follow me to the bathroom as well, but thankfully she let me do that in peace.

When I returned to my room, she had me lie on my stomach.

"Just relax," she told me. "Let me give you a massage. It will help you sleep."

Help with sleeping was the last thing I needed, I was so weary, but a free massage wasn't something to pass up either. A small part of me still didn't trust her, but I could feel her 'guilt' and 'concern' switches still fully on. Also, knowing that Dennis was in the apartment helped.

Her fingers worked wonders on my back and shoulders, and thankfully she avoided my right kidney, and the sides of my ribs. As her fingers dug deeper, I could feel my muscles (such as they were), start to relax. Just as I was about to fall asleep, she moved off me, and told me to roll over. Obligingly, I did as I was told, and gave a low moan, as she started to rub my feet. Her thumbs dug into the underside, tops, and even between my toes, as she worked my feet, and a small feeling of euphoria spread across my body.

"I've been told I give the best massages," she whispered, as she worked up to my calves.

If she did this every night for a month, I thought, she might actually begin to make it up to me.

Her hands began to work my thighs, and the feeling of contentment continued through my body. It wasn't until she was working on the tops of my thighs, near my groin, that I realized I had gotten hard at some point, and was now poking out of the top of my boxers. Gina just ignored it, though I knew she couldn't miss it.

As she finished with my thighs, she straddled my legs, and started working on my stomach and sides. The middle of my stomach was still tender from Robbie's first blow in the basement, but Gina's fingers seemed to work magic. As her hands slowly worked up to my chest, I noticed that her body slid up too, till she was sitting right on top of my rock-hard rod, while she was working my shoulders. Her whole body was moving on top of me, and it was only making me horny, instead of relaxing me.

"What are you doing?" I asked, feeling that switch inside her move again as I spoke. Her hips were now moving with their own rhythm, sliding up and down my partially covered penis, as her hands worked my neck. I could sense that her 'horny' switch was fully tilted now.

"Making recompense," she whispered.

Horny as I now was, I was even more wary. "Uh-huh... And have it end like last time?"

Gina sat fully upright, and ground her denim covered crotch down on me. "Dennis, are you still listening at the door?" She asked, turning her head towards the closed door. I could see his shadow underneath it, and almost had to laugh to myself. The big jock who could usually get any girl, was listening outside MY door. Thinking about the fact that he was a jock, I thought about how happy I was that he played basketball, and not football, else he would have likely been in that basement too. Dennis didn't respond to Gina's question, but she continued as if he had. "I want to make it clear that everything I do in here tonight, I do of my own free will." She turned back to look at me, and I could see hunger in her hazel eyes now. "There, now you have a witness." Her hand snaked down, and started gently rubbing the head of my cock. "You don't really want me to stop, do you? Goodness knows, THIS big fellah doesn't want me to stop." Her fingers wrapped as far as they could around my manhood, and gave it a squeeze.

Deciding quickly, I yelled towards Dennis's shadow, "I hope you heard her, 'cause I'm gonna make her moan!" Hey, I might still be mad at her, but I wasn't about to pass up a free screw.

Gina giggled, as she grabbed the hem of her shirt, and lifted it up over her head. Underneath, she was wearing a white frilly bra that brought her ample bosom together to emphasize her cleavage.

"You just lie there and relax," she told me, "I don't want you hurting yourself. Let me do all the work." She bent over, and lightly pecked my lips, before moving her mouth gently across my left cheek, to just behind my ear. I reached behind her, and easily unsnapped her bra, as I felt her breath tickle the hairs at the nape of my neck. Gina softly nibbled her way down my neck, along my pecks, till she could bring my right nipple into her mouth. I rather enjoyed the sensation, as her tongue swirled around the areola, making it stand up tall and proud.

I let out a small moan, and noted that even that made the switch move that controlled the wetness of her pussy. I let out a louder moan, as a test, and felt the switch move even more. Gina also gave a slight shudder as I did, and I wondered just how much she was enjoying this. Part of me didn't want her to get any pleasure from it, but I have never been a selfish man.

As her lips travelled down my abdomen, I noticed that my door had opened slightly, and Dennis was peeking through the small crack. That's right, I thought, watch as I get a piece of action from one of the hottest babes on campus. I really was going to have a witness to her willingness.

I forgot all about Dennis watching when Gina's lips stretched around the head of my rod, and her tongue started to swirl around the ever sensitive rim. Another moan escaped me, and Gina began to bob up and down, slowly taking more and more of me into her mouth. I was too big to fit down her throat, but she gave it a valiant effort, often gagging in her attempt. Soon my moans were nonstop, until she started to really shudder, and I knew she was cumming.

Her head lifted, and she looked me in the eyes with a piercing look. "What is it about your cock that makes me cum so easily?" I could only shrug; glad she thought it was my cock, and not me manipulating her through my switches. Gina rolled onto her back, unsnapped her pants, and almost ripped them off, before rolling back onto me. Licking my shaft from balls to tip, she kept going until her tongue was in my mouth.

I could feel her vagina start to press against the tip of my penis, and moaned into her mouth as her pussy swallowed the first couple inches inside of her. "Oh, Gawd! I forgot how big that thing is," she told me, flipping her head back. At the same time, I notice Dennis slip quietly into the room. He already has his cock out, and is gently stroking it, as he watched this hot blonde woman slip further and further down my rod. Despite myself, I couldn't help but notice that he was well endowed, if not quite so well as I am.

My mind is taken from Dennis's presence as I hit bottom in her. Gina looked down between us, then back up to me, with a slightly pouting expression. "One day, I am going to get all of you in me," she promised, before sliding back up, and then slamming back down till I hit bottom again. I moan as she does this, and can feel her inner muscles tighten as I do so. 

I decided to give Dennis a bit of a show, and grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, spreading them, and giving my roommate a great view of my cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Gina's tits were bouncing just inches above my face, and I lifted my head up a bit, grunting at the slight pain in my abs as I did so, and suckled one of them between my lips. I let out a really loud moan as I did so, and suddenly Gina was cumming hard on top of me. I started to thrust my hips, pounding in and out of her, when an idea occurred to me.




Bait and Switch Ch. 03



Slipping two of my fingers on my right hand down to where we were one, I could feel her juices sloughing around my cock as I made her orgasm last. I tried to shove the fingers in also, but she was too tight around the girth of my penis. I contented myself with just rubbing my fingers around that area, till they were nice and slick from the juices that were leaking out. By this point Gina had come down from her orgasm, but she was still moaning loudly.

I brought my two slick fingers up to her puckered asshole, and started rubbing against her sphincter. She tensed immediately, and stopped all her movements.

"No! I'm not into that," she protested, but I gave my loudest moan yet, while simultaneously mashing on her 'horny' switch, as I slipped one finger in to the first knuckle. It was enough to make her cum again. She still remained still, other than her orgasmic shudders, while I continued pounding her from underneath. "Damn, that felt good, but no more," she said, but I switched nipples, slipped my second finger in, moaned, and mashed the switch again, bringing her to yet another orgasm. 

I started to move my fingers in and out, as I moved my hips up and down, and this time when her orgasm subsided, she was matching my pace. When I slipped a third finger into her colon, she grabbed my face away from her teat, and mashed her lips to mine as she came again, this time with no additional help from me.

"My Gawd, what is it you do to me? I've never cum so much, so quickly, and with your fingers in my ass too..." She looked hard at me for a moment, and then seemed to come to a decision. "If I let you back there, will I be forgiven? No one has ever been in my ass."

I considered for a moment, but decided to be honest with her. "It will be a start, but it will take more than that, to repair the damage you caused."

She nodded to me, gently lifted off of me, and I pulled my fingers from her bum. As she pulled away, I noticed for the first time, just how soaked I was down there from her juices. We wouldn't need any lube.

She reached down between us, gripped me at my base, and started to rub the tip between her cheeks. I moaned in anticipation of the feeling of sliding into her rectum, and watched as she shuddered to the sound. I felt her gently press down, and felt the pressure build against my cock, until suddenly there was a release, and I was in her ass.

"Hold on," she told me breathlessly, "let me get used to it. You feel even bigger back there." Her chin was resting on her chest, and her hand still held my cock. After a few seconds I felt her start to move carefully, taking me inside her colon, bit by bit. I could feel every centimeter, as her sphincter at a snail's pace allowed me to enter.

After almost two whole minutes had passed, I couldn't hold back anymore, and moaned loudly. Gina's eyes flew open, and suddenly she was fully seated in my lap. For the first time ever, I was fully sheathed inside a woman. The fact that it was her ass, and that she was one of the hottest woman in school wasn't lost to me, and I started shooting my seed deep into her bowels.

For what seemed like an eternity, I was lost in my own bliss, as wave after wave of pure ecstasy crashed over my body, washing away all the pain and hurt I had suffered that night.

When I finally started to come back to myself, I groaned as my ribs, abs, and jaw also brought their pain back to my attention. The second thing I noticed was that Gina was actually shaking and shuddering atop me, her mouth mashed to mine, and her pussy making a puddle on my pelvis.

Gina rolled off of me about the same time I noticed Dennis slip from my room. I had completely forgotten about my roommate.

"If I had known it would feel that good, I would have done that YEARS ago!"

I rolled over, and immediately fell asleep, ignoring her.

*  *  *

I woke to the soft sounds of Aeris's Theme playing on my phone. What few hours of sleep I'd had, had been peaceful and dreamless, but too short.

"Mmm, ten more minutes," a voice mumbled next to me, and I looked over to find Gina, still naked, lying next to me. I more fell than stumbled out of bed, as the memories of all that had happened last night washed through my brain. Had I really been kidnapped, beaten, and then afterwards fucked Gina? 

Looking down at my own naked form, I could easily see the bruises on both sides of my ribs and my stomach. Gina moaned again, and as quietly as I could, I slipped from my room. Images of Gina on top of me, my cock fully sank into her ass haunted my thoughts as I poured my cereal.

"Some night, huh?" Dennis asked me as he walked out of his room, and I realized I still wasn't wearing any clothes. He looked as tired as I felt.

"Umm, yeah," I replied stupidly.

"So tell me," the jock said solicitously, "can you still call yourself a geek if you fuck a chic like Gina in the ass?"

For a few seconds I can only stare at Dennis after he asked me that. Then the memory of him slipping out of my room slipped into my mind, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Got any coffee?" A tousled and very sleepy Gina asked as she left my room. She had at least taken the time to get dressed first, and despite how I felt about what she'd put me through, and being all disheveled, I couldn't deny she was beautiful.

"Yeah, I'll make some real quick," Dennis jumped up to do just that.

Gina sat down next to me, while she waited for her coffee, and gave me a small smirk when she noticed I was still naked. "I hope you don't want me to make it up to you anymore this morning. I don't think I'll be walking right for a week."

Embarrassed despite everything, and not wanting to talk and start turning her on, I quickly ate my breakfast, then escaped to my room while Gina and Dennis talked. I thought about taking a shower, but didn't want Gina to try joining me, so I just grabbed some wet wipes, and scrubbed myself clean that way.

Gina offered me a ride to campus, but a quick look outside showed that, while overcast, it wasn't snowing, and I told her I wanted to walk, so I could think. She nodded, though she had a sad look in her eyes as I turned her down.

The crisp cold air seemed to cleanse the fog from my mind as I walked, and I really began to wonder what was happening around me. Somehow some of Gina's switches had gone on autopilot, and I wasn't sure how to explain that, other than some sort of mental conditioning. I also wondered just where my new abilities had come from, and even why me? Based on what Dennis had been telling me, I wasn't the only one with new abilities, but the others seemed to have very different abilities.

The walk was too short for me to sort everything out in my mind, and it didn't help that I ran into Brent Ratner, one of the guys in the basement last night, as soon as I walked into one of the buildings.

"Hey, Nick," he hailed me, "Got a second? I wanted to talk to you real quick."

"Sure," I told him, wishing he'd just leave me alone.

"First of all, I really want to apologize about last night. We thought we were going to beat up a rapist, not someone who was innocent." I only nodded, wondering if he was going somewhere, or if he was just rattling on. "Robbie is pretty torn up about it, but he wanted me to apologize for him too, if I saw you." We walked in silence for a bit before he started talking again. "Listen, there is a party this weekend at my place, and I want you to know you're invited. Should be pretty happening, and I know there will be lots of women there. Can I count you in?"

"Sure," I told him again, hoping he would leave me alone if I agreed.

"Good! I'll email you the address. Bring a date if you want, just not Gina. I'd better get to class... Oh, and one more thing..." He hesitated, but I already knew what was coming next. "Please don't tell anyone about last night, okay? It could get us all kicked off the football team."

I was right. But truth be told, I didn't want them talking about it either. I had used my switches on everyone there, and I didn't want word to get out about that either.

Every class was a torment, as it hurt to just breathe, or even sit there. Bending over my books and taking notes was even a chore. I got quite a few odd looks from the massive bruise on my jaw, but no one said a word about it.

At lunch I was surprised to have everyone but Robbie and Gina appear next to me, as I sat and ate. I did notice Gina walk in, see me sitting with everybody else, and even at that distance, I could see the sad look on her face. I got even more stares from people walking by, as it was odd for so many from the football team to be sitting next to a self-avowed geek. Brent kept going on about the party this weekend, and everybody else offered me their apologies. I just nodded when it seemed appropriate, and spoke as little as possible. I still wasn't feeling too sociable.

That is until I got into Prof. Frankens's class, and noticed the low-cut blouse, and knee length skirt she was wearing. Normally I sat towards the back, but when I saw her, I chose to sit closer to the front. Okay, I sat in the front row. I told myself that it was only because I wanted to see if my switches had affected her the same way they had Gina.

Prof. Frankens eyed me as I sat down, and I could have sworn she even gave me a small smile. I almost felt giddy, as I felt for her switches, and sensed them still there. I wondered how long the switches could stay in someone, and if they could be removed. Based on the last time I had been in her class, I knew I could modify any switch I made, but I haven't tried removing any yet.

As an experiment, I made a switch that would make the side of her right breast itch, and then flipped it while she was lecturing today's lesson. I felt the switch move, and I held it on for a bit. I could see that she was getting a little frustrated, though she made no move to scratch it. After a few minutes, she excused herself to her office, and I could feel the switch shudder, and realized she must be scratching it. I flipped it to off, and she came out of her office shortly afterwards.

I watched her for a few more minutes, and noticed that she kept glancing at me too. I couldn't be sure if it was just because she was lecturing though, and tried to ignore it. I concentrated instead on removing the 'itch' switch I'd just made, but it didn't move. I spent all class trying to get rid of it, but the only thing I could do was change where she itched when I flipped it. Apparently once a switch is made, it's permanent.

The bell rang, announcing the end of class, and I stood up, both elated at my new discovery, and disappointed by my failure.

"Oh, Mr. Xavier, if you've got a moment, I'd like to talk to you about your last assignment." Prof. Frankens's voice halted me just before I walked out the door, and I turned to look at her. Her cheeks seemed slightly flushed, and her eyes seemed to be fighting indecision, but she waved me back to her office.

"What's up?" I asked, and was gratified to feel her 'wet pussy' switch move as I spoke. Prof. Frankens was conditioned as well, it seemed.

The older woman walked to her desk, rifled through some paperwork, and pulled out last week's assignment. She indicated a chair for me to sit in, while she sat on the edge of her desk. I was able to get a good look at her legs, and noticed how smooth and unblemished they looked. I wondered if she worked out to keep them well toned.

The professor cleared her throat, and I realized I'd been staring at her legs for too long. Guiltily I looked up at her, but she only smiled as she handed me the assignment.

"It is pretty rare that anyone does so well in my class," she told me. "The math I teach isn't easy for most students to grasp, but you seem to handle it with ease." Her eyes scrutinized me, and I felt like an experiment in a Petri dish under a microscope. "In fact, you seemed to pay very little attention in my class, until today."

I gulped, and knew she was right. Normally I show up to class just for attendance, and to turn in assignments, but otherwise let my mind wonder. I tend to study the book a week in advance, and rarely have any questions.

But today I had given her my whole attention, or so it would seem to her. I didn't know what I could say, but it probably shouldn't have been what I said.

"You look good today." As I paid her the compliment, I noted that her 'wet pussy' switch flipped on, and actually took a few seconds before it switched back off.

"Ahem, yes... Well... Thank you, Mr. Xavier." She tried to put on a grave expression, but her eyes were sparkling as she talked. "The reason I asked you to stay was to ask if you'd ever thought about joining the math team. You're easily smart enough, and I think you would be an excellent addition. I coach it every Wednesday night, and we would be spending a lot of time together. I mean, with the team of course."

I could sense that she was growing more and more flustered the longer I was in her office, and a quick check on her 'horny' switch proved informative. I wondered if I could push her over the edge. I flipped her 'nipple' switch, and also made her 'itch' switch affect her pussy, and flipped it. Immediately I felt another switch move, and knew her crotch was getting wetter, and her 'horny' switch was slowly moving on its own.

I stood, looking her in the eye, daring her to make a move. "I think that is a great idea," I told her, using my voice to stimulate her further. She started to fidget on the edge of her desk, and I watched as she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. I've almost got her, I think to myself.

Prof. Frankens stood up, and I thought, here it comes... "Thank you Mr. Xavier. That will be all for now. Please lock the door on your way out."

My mind mentally stumbled, unable to change gears quickly enough. I had failed... Again... I did as she asked, and wondered where I had gone wrong. As I walked away, I felt her 'itch' switch shudder, and smiled inwardly as she scratched it.

The snow was falling lightly as I walked home.

Dennis was gone, but I found a note from Gina on my pillow, and noted that my room had been completely cleaned up. Even all my figurines on their shelves had been straightened, and looked good.

Nick,

I know that I don't deserve your forgiveness, and I'm sorry I can't seem to say these words in front of you. Somehow when I am with you, I lose all track of everything else. Please know that I truly regret what I've put you through, and will do WHATEVER it takes to make it up to you. Even if it takes a lifetime. I know I have no right to ask anything of you, but I must ask one small thing. Please, whatever you do, don't shove me away.

Gina

I re-read the letter two more times, just to make sure I'd read it right, and then wondered what I had created. Gina had gone from a woman that barely knew I existed, to almost being willing to be my slave, overnight. It also dawned on me that I hadn't seen Gina in class.

Checking my email, I saw one from Shanna, explaining her absence as well. Apparently she had been too sore when she'd got up in the morning, and decided to just get some rest.

Glancing at the clock, I saw I was going to be late for work if I didn't hurry. I wondered if Shanna was working tonight, and as horny as I was after Prof. Frankens's class, I was looking forward to another crack at the brunette, hopefully this time in the light.

I was disappointed though, when I saw we didn't work together again until next week. I saw she had Saturday off though, and thought about inviting her to Brent's party. I still wasn't sure if I really wanted to go, but figured why not? With my ability, it could be rather fun.

I called Shanna up on my next break, and she sounded pretty excited to go.

That night when I got home, Dennis told me that Gina had stopped by to see me, but I'd been at work. I was still horny, but didn't feel up to the drama that might come with the beautiful blonde, so decided to just go to bed instead.

As I lay trying to sleep, I realized that every time I'd used the switches today, I had done so headache free. Had I become stronger, gotten used to them, or what?

Lights woke me again that night, and I began to think I was cursed to never get a good night's sleep again.

I rolled onto my side and opened my eyes, expecting to see Gina standing there, or maybe even Robbie, deciding to get revenge after all.

Instead, silhouetted against my window was a tall lithe form, with skinny arms, and eyes that were too large for its head. Its pink skin seemed to glisten in the light, and a hand lifted, beckoning me to it. I noted two small breasts topped with small nipples on its chest, and thought that it must be a female.

All other thoughts fled, though, as she spoke and beckoned me.

"You are the one. Come with me."

A flash of light later, I was no longer in my room.



Bait and Switch Ch. 04



Author's note: This story consists of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest. While this chapter doesn't contain this, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if this subject bothers/offends you. 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.

Also, this story in no way ties into my other stories. Sorry if there has been any confusion. 

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"You are the one. Come with me."

A flash of light blinded me, and I was no longer in my room.

I'm blind, was the first thought that went through my head. I must be mad, was the second, as my vision began to clear, and my surroundings came into focus. Or rather, lack of surroundings. A faint bluish haze surrounded me, making it hard to distinguish were walls were, or even find a corner. The only indication that I wasn't blind was the fact that I could see my hand as I waved it in front of me.

Standing up, I groped my way forward, till my hands ran across a hard smooth surface. It was cool to the touch, and seemed to be vibrating gently. Using my foot, I found that the room didn't come to a corner as most rooms do, but the floor curved up, till it formed the wall.

"Do not be alarmed," the same voice said behind me that I'd heard in my room. I spun around, only then realizing just how hard I was breathing, as panic nearly overwhelmed me.

Don't be alarmed? I wanted to scream, but my throat was closed. How am I not supposed to be alarmed, when some strange creature abducts me from my room? Some small part of me knew that panicking wouldn't help, and after a few moments it won out. The featureless blue-lit room seemed to help me relax, and for the first time, I got a good look at this creature.

It stood only a little shorter than me, its skin oddly pink in the blue light, large silvery eyes that seemed to reflect what they were looking at rather than have a color of their own, and the pupils were slitted, like a cat's, only thicker. Its arms were long compared to its thin body, and the hands were each missing a finger. I remembered thinking it was female, and looked again at the two small breasts on her chest. Light seemed to play about her body as a playful thing, and I realized she didn't have any hair, anywhere.

"Wh-who are you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm, but it came out almost as a squeak.

"Are you asking my name, or my species?" Her head cocked to the side in an inquisitive manner. When she spoke, her small mouth moved with a fluid grace. Her voice sounded almost as though two people were speaking simultaneously. "As for my name, you can call me Lela. My true name cannot be pronounced with only one tongue and one set of vocal cords. Nor can my species name, though you would just call me an alien."

"A-alien... Right..." Okay Nick, wake up now, you're having another nightmare. Anytime now. I pinched myself hard where my ribs were bruised, knowing that that would cause the most pain and wake me up. Well, it did, and it didn't. It caused plenty of pain, but I was still in this blue void of a room.

"You're hurt," Lela exclaimed, and suddenly I was put in mind of Futurama. Her hands flew up in front of her, and I backed up, wary. Her fingers seemed to touch the air in front of her, and the next thing I knew, I was standing in a pool of greenish yellow light. A tingling sensation traveled across my limbs, and for a few seconds, my fear and trepidation were replaced with giddiness. The light vanished as quickly as it appeared, and I felt like I'd just had a great night's rest. I ran my hands over my body, afraid she had somehow turned me into a creature like her, but I was still human. Something nagged me though, and after some thought, I placed it. Pulling up my shirt, I saw that my bruises were gone, and my skin was unblemished.

Lela had been watching me silently all through this. We looked at each other for a moment, me wondering what she wanted with me, and having no idea what was in her mind. My only clue was her telling me that I was the one.

"You said I was the one. The one what?" I asked, almost afraid to hear the answer. The one for breakfast? The one for experimentation? The one for tap dancing? I was lost.

She considered me for a while, her head cocked to the side again. Just when I was starting to think she wasn't going to answer, she did. "Perhaps I spoke too soon. I hope you are the one, but as yet, I can't be certain." She paused, and I thought I was going to rip my hair out in frustration at her lack of an answer. "You may be the one to save your planet."

My knees gave way beneath me, and the floor rushed up to smack me in the rear. Save my planet? How the bloody hell was I going to do that? Make a switch for global warming and turn it off? HA! "How does my planet need saving?" I ended up asking.

Her hands flew to the front of her again, and seconds later the room vanished, and I yelped. Lights appeared around me, small pinpricks, and I realized I was looking at space, and could see a small nebula off to my right. Her voice sounded from all around me, and I glanced at her, noting her lips weren't moving. This was some kind of recording.

"Please forgive me, if I have frightened you. It is hard for me to speak your language, but hopefully this recording will help explain your situation.

"Centuries ago, our race reached for the stars, as yours is starting to do now. We traveled far and wide, and as we traveled we learned. We colonized other planets, and were able to work within their ecosystems. We thought we were alone, as far as sentient beings were concerned, but we started to find others about two-hundred years after we first left our home soil. After that, we found others much faster, and we shared our knowledge with all we found."

As the recording played, the room changed, and I watched as other pink creatures like herself, but both male and female, left a small planet, and grew their influence. I watched them meet interesting creatures, and learn from one another.

"Almost every other sentient species we found descended from herbivores. They were peaceful and trusting." The room showed them eating various plants together. "Then we came upon a primitive race that showed much promise for intelligence, but also seemed violent." The aliens that now showed were small muscular things, red skinned, and covered with tufts of coarse black hair. They had tusks protruding from their snouts, but they didn't have pig noses. Their noses were more akin to a horse's.

"We studied this new race for years, before approaching them. They ate meat exclusively, but didn't eat their own kind. We hoped this meant that they could be friendly towards us, another sentient race, and in our innocence was our doom. 

"They treated us well, till we shared what we knew, and gave them our technology. They were quick to learn, and ever hungry for it. They began to develop their own technology from what we taught them, and too late, we realized their intent." Silence fell in the room, but my mind seemed to supply the sound effects for the brutality that now surrounded me. This new race had taken the technology, and created weapons from it, attacking, and actually eating their teachers, before taking to space, and doing it to other planets. The scene zoomed out, and I watched as this new carnivorous race attacked and devoured planet after planet. They were getting close to the home planet of the alien I was with, and I realized I no longer feared this alien, but the red ones now terrified me.

"They approached our home planet, and we thought all was doomed. We know nothing of weapons. We don't know how to defend ourselves. Then one of our ships found a new planet, with creatures that were primitive to us, but further developed than the demons when we first found them." The room closed in on a planet that I immediately recognized as Earth. "This species descended from omnivores, and it was our hope that we could enlist you in our aid, but many were nervous. We feared that you would do as the demons did, and attack us. We waited, and we watched.

"Somehow the demons learned of your planet, and fearing that you might become a rival, turned their attention to you." The demon's ships changed course, and were now headed for Earth. "It takes many of your solar revolutions to travel through space, and while our planet was now safe, yours is in peril. We argued amongst ourselves whether to warn you, and risk you being another threat to us, or leave you as bait, while we move to other planets that the demons haven't found yet.

"While we watched and studied you and argued amongst ourselves, we found a gene inside many of your race that lay dormant. When we activated this gene, the results varied. Some gained abilities, others simply died. In a very few, nothing happened at all.  

"A plan was created, and decided upon. We would activate this gene in as many of you as possible, and if we found one of you that might be able to defend your planet, we would warn that one of your impending plight."

The room turned back to the blue featureless mass it had been when I was first abducted, and I had to blink a few times to get accustomed to the brightness.

"After watching you during your last dark cycle--" It took me a second to realize she meant last night when I'd been kidnapped, -- "I hoped that you might be that one. Despite the aggression that was projected on you, you used cunning and self control to turn the situation around."

My throat went dry, and it took me a bit to work enough moisture back into it, in order to speak. "But that was a small room, not an entire race! And besides, if I use my ability too much, I get pains that knock me out. I wouldn't survive trying to change an entire race."

Lela's head cocked to the side again, before she spoke, this time her lips moved. "It is like a muscle. When you work a new muscle it becomes sore, but the more you use it, the stronger it gets."

"Muscles?" I was exasperated. "Have you looked at me? I don't have a whole lot of muscles, and I can't use my ability on myself, to build any."

She continued to look at me, and it dawned on me that the reason she kept pausing was to form the words in my language so that I could understand her.

"If it is muscles you need, I can help with that. You have a choice: I can build you up immediately, but then you would be helpless for several days as your body recovers, or slowly over time, and you will be able to continue, though you might be fatigued at first."

She could give me muscles immediately? I almost opted for that. Who cares if I am out of commission for a few days? Then I remembered Brent's party, and thought about Shanna and Gina. "How long till the demons get here, and how long if I take the slow route?"

"It will take a couple weeks to take full effect, but you have half a solar cycle till the demons arrive to devour your planet and people."

The decision was simple. Take the slower route, and people hopefully wouldn't think I was some weird freak who suddenly grew muscular, and take the time to practice my ability more. I had no clue how I was going to stop an entire race from attacking and eating the human race, but I had six months to figure it out.

Where was The Doctor, Captain Kirk (Picard was a pussy), or even Luke Skywalker when you needed them?

I told Lela my decision and she nodded as her hands flew in front of her again. I realized she must be typing on a screen only she could see. The light that surrounded me this time was white, and instead of feeling giddy or tingly, I felt very weak. I wondered if this was how Robbie felt every time I used his 'weak' switch.

While the light did its work, I studied Lela some more, and couldn't help but notice how the light played across her small breasts. I realized I was getting hard looking at her, and a curious thought entered my mind. I wonder what it would be like to have sex with her?

The fact that she wasn't human didn't bother me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not into doing sheep or horses, or anything like that, but with her pink skin, large eyes, and small breasts, she looked human enough, that I was getting turned on, despite feeling fatigued.

Well, she said I needed to practice my ability. Why not try it on an alien, and see how it goes?

I started with my standard switches: horny, wet pussy, and hard nipples. I could feel all three switches in her, and the latter two moved, but the first one refused to budge. I could see her darker pink nipples harden, but couldn't tell if she was getting wetter, other than feeling the switch move.

There has to be something about her species that is different from mine, I reasoned, but what?

The white light vanished before I could figure it out, and before I knew it, I was back in my room, a single word reverberating through my skull.

Remember.

My body felt like a lead weight, but I feared my mind was too active to allow me to sleep right then.

* * *

Aeris's theme gently woke me up, and I realized I'd fallen asleep, despite myself. Thankfully it had been a dreamless sleep, unless the whole abduction had been a dream...

I ran to the bathroom, and checked myself in the mirror. No bruises... It had all been real after all. Remembering Lela's promise about bulking me up, I examined my body more closely, but couldn't make out any differences. I ran back to my room, grabbed my phone, and returned to the mirror, taking a picture. If the change was too subtle, I might not be able to see it, but after a couple weeks, I could compare myself to this picture, and see.

"Hey, are you gonna be in there all day?" Dennis's voice sounded tired, coming from the other side of the door. Opening the door, I tried to slip past my roommate, but he stopped me. "Holy shit! Your face is healed!" His eyes scanned my topless chest, and I knew he was looking for my other bruises. "How did you recover so quickly?"

I gave a short laugh before saying, "Dunno, maybe I'm part Wolverine." I could see he was confused, probably not understanding my comic book reference, but I didn't care. As exhausted as my body was, I was in a good mood.

The mood lasted up until I finished pouring my cereal, and I remembered the rest of what Lela had said. Terrible aliens, demons, were on their way to destroy and devour the human race. Finding my appetite fled, I quickly dressed, and left the apartment for class. I decided to drive, not feeling strong enough to walk the cold air.

The streets were only slightly snow packed after the storm the other day, but I made it to the campus without any issues. I was trying to figure out the best ways to exercise my ability, and made little switches here and there, some with people, some with inanimate objects, but I was trying to stay inconspicuous, till I noticed Old Mrs. Polkins, the campus nurse. Fat, old, and ugly, she would be a great experiment in changing someone's nature.

Up till this point, all my switches had caused very little pain in me. I felt them, and they weren't as easy as that first day, but they were much nicer than the second day. I decided to go big with the nurse. Making a 'metabolism' switch, I flipped it feeling some resistance, but it moved. I moved another switch to restore her hair color from grey to... Well, to be honest, I really didn't know what her natural color was, and thought she might look good as a redhead. I turned on the elasticity to her skin, hoping to get rid of her wrinkles, and even tried to flip a switch to slow her aging. The last was the hardest of all to move, but I was able to nudge it a little, before my head really started to ache. I would have to keep an eye on her, and see how things went over the next few weeks.

With my head starting to pound, but a smile on my face, I headed to my next class; only to find myself stumbling forward as someone pushed me from behind.

"Think you're some hotshot, don't you," Derek Peterson called.

I regained my balance, and spun around to confront the bully. He stood there, laughing at me, with his hands on his hips, wearing a letterman's jacket.

"Leave me alone, Derek. I don't feel up to dealing with you right now."

"Ho! That's rich. YOU don't feel up to dealing with ME? Who do you think you are, dweeb?"

I could see that we were gaining an audience, but I didn't want to make a spectacle, and after modifying Polkins, I didn't think I would be up to doing much more to Derek.

I needed a way out of this, but something that wouldn't be too obviously me. I spied my escape route on the wall behind Derek: a white handle, within a red box. I pulled the fire alarm mentally, and felt my head give a mighty twinge of pain. The resulting noise from the alarm made my head hurt even worse, but by then, everyone was evacuating the hallway. I saw Derek go one way, so I stumbled the other, and right into someone else.

"You're going the wrong way," a familiar voice said, and I looked up to see Shanna standing over me. "The fire exit is that way," she pointed down the way everybody else had gone.

I laughed weakly, my head throbbing from over using my ability. Shanna's smiling face quickly turned to one of concern, and I cursed myself, as I considered how weak I must look to her right now.

"Are you okay?" 

I nodded that I was, "Yeah, just a horrible headache is all."

"We need to get you off your feet." The attractive brunette looked around, before grabbing my hand and pulling me after her. "Come on, we can go in here. I doubt this is a real fire anyway." I followed her into the room, holding my pounding head with my free hand.

The room was thankfully dark, and I couldn't help but remember the other night in the freezer with her. Had that really only been two nights ago? This room was light enough to see in, and much warmer however, and as my eyes adjusted, I realized we were in one of the performance rooms. There were stadium seating that slanting down to a small stage. 

Shanna led me to a seat in the front row, and had me sit. Her hands fussed at my head, and cheeks, and I realized she thought I was sick.

"It's just a headache, really," I tried to assure her, and was surprised by the mischievous smile that crossed her face.

"Just a headache, huh?" She placed her hands on the armrests on either side of me, and leaned in close, our noses almost touching. "I know a cure for headaches." Before I could think to respond or act, she tilted her head, and mashed her lips to mine.

My surprise quickly wore off, and I kissed her back. I didn't know what her cure was, but if it started with kisses, I was willing to give it a try. Her tongue was darting in and out between my teeth, while her hands felt across my chest and stomach.

She pulled away unexpectedly, and looked me in the eyes, her long eyelashes batting playfully. "There, how is your headache now?"

I couldn't help but laugh a little at her attitude. Thinking about my head, I realized that the pain had lessened slightly, but wasn't gone. "Don't stop now; I think you may be onto something with this cure."

The smile that split her lips and lit up her face was beautiful. Normally I'd say Gina was the better looking of the two, but right then, Shanna had her beat hands down.

This time it was me doing the kissing, as I brought my hands up to her face, and pulled her back down to me. She twisted her body, and sat in my lap as her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling us tighter into the kiss. I let my hands roam across her side, along her legs, and even tangled my fingers in her hair as we made out. Despite what had happened the other night, I was still nervous about trying anything, especially considering we were still on campus. I wasn't too worried about getting caught, as I didn't think this auditorium was used too often, but then again, I wasn't certain.




Bait and Switch Ch. 04



Building up my courage, I placed my left hand on her rear, and gave a little squeeze. She pulled away from the kiss, and I was afraid I'd gone too far.

"Seems you're recovering pretty quickly." She stood up, leaving my lap feeling empty, and started walking towards the stage. She turned and sat on the edge, and gave me a puzzled look. "Well, are you coming over here, or not?"

I'd like to say I moved like The Flash, but I was still too weary, though the headache was definitely going away. As I walked over to Shanna, I wondered that this woman was interested in me, and I'd never had to use any of my switches on her.

"I think I am almost cured of this headache," I said, and enjoyed her laugh as her arms once again wound around my neck and pulled my lips back to hers. My hands travelled across her back, and I dug my finger under the hem of her shirt, till I touched bare skin.

Her slender hands left my neck, only to travel down my body, until she started fumbling with my pants. I pulled back a little to give her the space she needed to undo them, and felt the cool air pebble my flesh as they dropped to the floor. Shanna's fingers gripped my manhood tightly, making me moan into our kiss. She seemed to know just what to do, as her digits gently slid up and down my shaft.

My headache was completely gone by this point, and I brought my hands down to start undoing her pants. She let me go, and grabbed my hands. "Not right now," she whispered, the gently pushed me back, and hopped off the stage. Falling to her knees, she looked my single eye in the eye, before bringing her lips to the tip. Another moan escaped my lips, as hers stretched taught around the rim, and then popped past.

She pulled away, and dribbled some spit along my shaft, before putting my cock back in her mouth. Her hands started to pump up and down my pole, while her tongue worked the head. She really knew what she was doing, and I soon felt my orgasm coming on.

"Shanna, I'm about... To... Ungh," I grunted as she picked up the pace of her hands, and sucked hard on the knob. It was too much, and I shot string after string of my spunk into her mouth. I had to lock my knees underneath me as I came, and I noticed she was looking up at me, that beautiful sparkle in her long lashed blue eyes, as I unloaded in her mouth.

As soon as I was done shooting my seed, she pulled her head back, and opened her mouth to show me its contents. My ejaculate filled her mouth, swishing around her tongue, as she looked up at me, smiling. She gave a visible swallow, and audible gulp, then opened her mouth to show me that it was empty.

"You really are something," I told her with admiration, "but what did I do to deserve you?" I knew it was the wrong thing to say as soon as I said it. I probably sounded wimpy and needy now.

"What did you do?" She looked at me puzzled. "I've had a crush on you since the first day of class. I never imagined you would be this well endowed." She shook her head, the brown strands of her hair flipping about. "No, I am the lucky one here." Her mischievous smile returned. "But right now, I am so horny; I'm almost willing to try taking you right here and now."

I looked down at my slightly wilted member not sure how well that would work.

"I am sure you will recover by the time we get to my place." Before I knew what was happening, Shanna pulled up my pants, dragged me out of the room, down the hall, and into the cold winter air. I happily followed her to her car, where she tossed me the keys. "You drive. I have some work to do."

I hopped into the driver's seat, and her in the passenger's seat, before I realized I didn't know where she lived. She gave me quick directions, and thankfully they were easy to follow, for as soon as we got going, she leaned over, pulled my member out, and slipped it back into her mouth. I had to concentrate really hard on the road, but by the time we arrived at her place, I was fully hard again.

We raced up the steps, and she unlocked to door. "My sister should be in class right now," she told me, and I remembered her telling me she had a twin. I wondered what that might be like and felt my cock (confined for the nonce in my pants again) give a twitch.

I followed her to her room, and stopped as soon as I entered. On her walls were posters of Naruto, and Bleach. Sitting on a shelf in the corner were Voltron figurines. The mouse pad to her computer was a picture of the tenth Doctor. I even noticed some drawings of Link and the Triforce. But none of that surprised me more than the three video game systems hooked up to a large flat screen TV.

Shanna was a geek like me.

Not only that, but she was the almost mythical hot female geek.

"Are you going to stare at my room all day, or are you going to come over here?" Her voice snapped me out of my daze, and I realized she'd already removed her shirt and bra. I quickly undressed, while she removed her pants.

I went to her, kissing her lightly on the lips, before moving to her jaw and neck. As I kissed my way down to her chest, I laid her back on the bed, and crawled on top of her. Grabbing her right melon with my hand, I twiddled her nipple between my fingers, while I sucked her other areola between my teeth. She gasped at the attention, running her fingers through my hair.

"I want you," she whispered to me, but I had other plans. Releasing her tit from my mouth, I kissed my way down her soft slender stomach, pausing for a moment to make out with her belly button, and enjoying the sound of her giggle. By the time I finally reached her prize, I could easily smell the arousal pouring from her.

Another gasp escaped her as my tongue worked circles between her inner and outer labia. She had a small bit of fuzz that had grown since the last time she'd shaved, but I just relished in the act of tasting her as I dove my tongue as deep as it would go. Her legs mashed against my ears, and her hands dug into my scalp as she came. I moved my tongue up to her clit, and felt her twitch every time the tip of my tongue ran across it. Continuing to concentrate on her most sensitive part, I brought her to another orgasm, before she grabbed my ears and painfully pulled me up to her.

"I want your cock in me, now," she demanded, before shoving her tongue as far down my throat as it would go. I knew she could taste herself on my lips, and groaned as I brought my cock to her entrance. It only took a little pressure to pop the head into her, she was already so wet, and we both relished in the feeling of completeness.

I slowly worked my hips back and forth, gently entering her bit by bit. Meanwhile our tongues were fighting a battle for dominance, neither of us sure if we wanted to win or lose. I brought my hands up to her large breasts, and tweaked both her nipples, while her cunny sucked me in deeper and deeper.

She felt just as tight as she had in the freezer a couple nights ago, but oh so much hotter. Her hands dug into my back, my neck, and my buttocks as I finally hit bottom in her, forcing her to gasp for air. "I feel like you're going to split me in two. Don't stop, Nick. Fuck me hard!"

I pulled out, all except for the head, and then slammed back into her. Arching my back, I brought one of her teats to my lips, and sucked hard as I pounded into her again and again. It didn't take long before she was shuddering beneath me, her pussy gripping my slickened cock for all it's worth, as she came.

"Hold on," she told me, pushing against my chest, and I pulled out of her, "I want to be on top."

Happily, I flipped over, and let her climb on top of me. She faced away from me, and I had a great view of her ass, as she lowered herself onto my rigid pole. She was able to take most of my length, before I hit bottom again, and then lifted back up, and slammed her delightful rear down again, grunting.

My view was wonderful, as I watched her asshole rise, my shiny prick slowly leaving her juicy cunt, only to have her slam down hard again. I reached down, and grabbed a globe of each cheek in my hands, moaning with every movement. The juxtaposition of her slow lifting, coupled with her quick violent thrusts would have had me blowing inside her already, if not for that great blowjob in the auditorium.

On one of her powerful downward thrusts, I felt myself go even deeper, as something seemed to strangle the tip of my cock, and for the first time ever, I was fully buried inside a woman's vagina. Shanna let out a shriek as she sat fully in my lap, and for a second I was terrified I'd really hurt her. Her inner muscles were massaging my length, while that inside ring gripped my member tightly.

"Oh, fuck, that's deep," she moaned, and from the sound of her voice, it was a good thing, rather than a bad one. "Don't move for a second. I need to get used to this." I couldn't help myself, and felt my cock twitch inside her. "Oh, Gawd, I'm cumming again!" She screamed, and I could feel her juices slipping out around my prick, and dripping off my balls, as she shuddered.

She collapsed backwards onto me, and I wrapped my arms around her torso, my right hand going to her left tit, and my left hand going to her clit. I pinched her nipple and clit at the same time, and began gyrating my hips.

"Hold on..." She moaned, "I need to... Catch my... Oh, fuck... Wait... I really... ungh.. I... Ah!" I applied more pressure to her clit, and started nibbling on the back of her neck, and her words changed. "Yes, right there! Damn, you're deep. Keep fucking me. Oh yessssssss!" As she drawled out her moan, I felt my own climax coming on, and picked up the pace of my movements. In just a few seconds, my body locked up, as I blew my load into her. "I can feel your hot cum deep inside me. Oh, fuck, it's going to make me cum agaaaaaiiiiiiinnnnn!" Our mutual climax seemed to go on and on, till we were both panting and out of breath.

Shanna rolled off of me, and gave me a quick peck, before running to the bathroom to clean up. I could barely move, overwhelmed by my post-coital bliss, until I heard the front door open and close, and Shanna's voice come drifting in. "Shanna, I'm home. Some idiot set off the fire alarm today. I can't believe some people can still be so juvenile after high school."

Quickly realizing that this must be Shanna's twin sister, I jumped out of bed, and got dressed. Shanna was dressed before me, and went out to meet her sister. I soon followed, and from the look her sister gave me, she knew what we'd been up to.

Shanna introduced me to her twin, Shannon, and looking at the two, I couldn't tell them apart. They both had the same brown hair, cut in the same fashion, the same eyes with their impossibly long lashes, the same lips... I wondered if they felt the same in bed... For only a second I was tempted to use my switches on them and find out, but a sudden twinge between my eyes changed my mind.

"Nick was just leaving," Shanna told her twin, and shuffled me out the door. Outside in the cold, we kissed for a few minutes, holding each other tight, before she asked, "So what do you think of my headache cure?"

"It worked better than you could know," I told her. Someone walked their dog by us, and from the way they smiled, I knew we must look like a couple. Thinking of that, I had to ask a question, though I was almost afraid to do so. "So... What are we, exactly?" I didn't want to drop the childish terms of boyfriend/girlfriend, but didn't want to act like a player either.

She smiled at me, and it eased my concerns. "Let's just say that we're REALLY good friends for now, and see where that goes."

Somehow I was a little let down that she didn't want more from me, but then I thought of Gina and Professor Frankens, and figured that I would manage just fine.

She drove me back to the campus, where my car was, and we kissed for a while longer, until we agreed we either needed to stop, or screw again. I was okay with the latter, but she told me she was a bit sore, and didn't think she could right then, but tomorrow after Brent's party, maybe we could again.

I kept my window rolled down as I drove back to my apartment, trying to cool off and let the cold winter air clear my head. 

When I walked in, Derek told me that Gina had stopped by again, and I was supposed to call her. I was starting to think she was getting pretty clingy, but she was also a good lay, so I called her up. Her mom answered, and then got Gina on the line.

"I miss you," she told me. "Can I come over?"

I debated for half a heartbeat, and then lied to her. I was still horny after leaving Shanna, but it really wasn't fair to transfer that to Gina, and besides, young though I was, I needed some rest. "Maybe tomorrow. I haven't slept well for days, and could really use some sleep." She sounded sad, but I let her go.

I spent the rest of the evening playing games on my computer (trying not to think about what Lela had told me about Earth's impending doom), before going to bed. I woke at some time in the night, bathed in white light, Lela standing in front of me.



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.

* * *

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.




Bait and Switch Ch. 05



"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.



Bait and Switch Ch. 06



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Wasn't she with Brent?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I dropped my head in shame, and nodded.

"And you kept on doing it afterwards?" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Nancy!" I exclaimed in shock.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




Bait and Switch Ch. 06



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No," I told her, feeling dejected.

"You still have time left. Keep practicing."

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

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



Bait and Switch Ch. 07



Thanks to JA & garbonzo607 for their insightful edits. 

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'It seemed like any other Monday, except for the whispers and stares I received as I walked around campus. In one way it was an improvement, no one calling me dweeb, or nerd, but it was also a little disturbing.

Had someone discovered my ability? Had Gina told someone? I remembered Lindsey saying I was the talk of school, and that had been before I'd told Gina, so I doubted she'd told anyone. I walked towards a couple guys talking, to see what was up, but when they saw me coming, they fled. In consternation, I stared after them, wondering what in the world was going on.

No one seemed willing to talk to me about it, and those that were willing to talk to me, didn't know. The whole thing was starting to give me a headache, and it was then that I remembered old Mrs. Polkins. I walked into her office, and found her sitting behind her desk, a faint smile on her face.

I told her I had a headache, and just needed some Tylenol. I watched as she moved around. It seemed like she was moving faster, but that may have been hopeful thinking. I'm certain the roots of her hair were darker, not gray, but there wasn't enough there to tell what color yet. Her cheeks sagged a little on her face, but there looked to be fewer wrinkles.

I checked her switches, turned up the elasticity of her skin, as well as her metabolism, but left her other two switches alone for now. I thanked her for the painkillers, and left her office. I tried to remind myself to check up on her from time to time and see the progress she makes.

Standing right outside, was Robbie Mortensen. By the look he gave me, I knew he'd been waiting for me. I decided that running wasn't an option, and besides, I should be able to handle him.

As I walked up to the jock, I noticed his eyes looked haggard and sad. He looked like a man that had been to hell and back, only he'd brought hell with him. For a moment I felt sorry for the role I'd played in that, till I remembered all the bullying I'd received at his hands.

"What's up, Robbie?" I asked, trying to sound unconcerned.

The big man examined me for a bit, arms folded across his large chest, and his brow furrowed. "You been working out?"

I almost laughed. Could THAT have been what all the stares were about? I still couldn't see a difference in myself, though I had noticed things seemed lighter than they used to be. As I thought about it, even my shirt had seemed a bit smaller when I'd put it on this morning. Despite this, all I said to Robbie was, "Maybe."

"I don't know why I'm doing this. Maybe I feel sorry about what I did to you, but you don't seem to be hurting from it. For some reason I feel like I owe you though, so I'm warning you." He took a deep breath, and I tensed. What was he going to do, threaten me some more? "Derek means to pay you back, and make you hurt. It is all over the campus. He seems to have it in for you." Before I could say anything in response, he turned and walked away.

THAT must be why everyone was looking at me. They didn't want to get caught up in whatever Derek had planned for me. I wondered if they were also supposed to keep me in the dark or if that was just the unintended side effect. Had Robbie just crossed some boundary to help me out? I resolved to keep my ability in reserve, so that I could use it if I needed to, on a moment's notice. I didn't want to get caught unawares, or weak.

An idea occurred to me, and I recalled that I could sense my switches. I walked to a quiet spot, and cast my mind out, feeling for the switches that were Derek's. If he was anywhere close, I would know. I was shocked to find him on the other side of campus. Not shocked because he was far from me, but because I could feel his switches from so far away. My ability truly was growing. I also found Gina off to my left, not as far, and Robbie moving further away. I felt others too, but concentrated on Derek. If he was over there, I was safe.

My phone rang then, and my mind came back to me. Shanna was on the other end.

"I just heard something, you should know," she said without preamble.

"About Derek? Yeah, I just heard. I'll be fine though, don't worry."

"Oh, okay. Hey, are you working tonight?" She asked, sounding hopeful.

"Yeah, I tried to get this week off so I could study for finals, but Bradley wouldn't hear it."

"Great! About you working, that is. Not about Bradley. I'm working too, I'll see you there."

Shortly after I got a text from Gina, warning me of the same thing, but she wasn't worried either. She knew what I was capable of.

The rest of my classes seemed a blur, as I concentrated on keeping track of Derek. Luckily I didn't have any finals today, with my mind so preoccupied.

Dennis gave me the same warning when I got home, and I only laughed. When he looked surprised at my response, I said the same thing I told Shanna. He didn't look convinced but that was fine with me. I had a couple hours till I started my shift, so I played a few games, before getting ready.

The snow was lightly falling as I drove to the restaurant, and I couldn't help but smile as I thought about the last time Shanna and I had worked together. The snow was still piled high on the sides of the road from that storm, though the power was likely to stay on tonight.

Shanna greeted me with a smile as I walked in the back, and I gave her a quick wink. I suddenly wondered if this was Shannon, and realized the only way for me to tell them apart was when I was sleeping with one or the other. I could use my switches though, to tell them apart. I easily made a small switch that would make her happy when I moved it, and noticed that it was already on. There, that should do it, I thought with satisfaction.

Despite it being a Monday, it was a busy night, and Shanna and I had little opportunity to talk. Bradley seemed to be on a rampage, as he bellowed out orders, and chewed one cook out for being too slow. He left Shanna and me alone, though, so I didn't mess with him. I needed to save my strength for whatever Derek had in mind. I could just faintly feel him off to the east somewhere.

When the restaurant finally closed, Shanna waited for me in the parking lot with a smile. We kissed for a while in her car.

"We need to stop," she told me breathlessly after a bit.

"Why," I asked, cupping her cheek in my hand, and pulling her face back to mine.

"Because my sister is home, and I'm getting pretty horny and I don't want to do it in the car!" She laughed her wonderful little laugh as she pulled away from me.

"We could go to my place," I whispered.

"Didn't you say you needed to study for finals?" She tried to sound serious but I could see the mirth in her eyes.

"Sure. How about we study anatomy together?" I suggested. She giggled again, and I felt her long lashes against my cheek as she hugged me tight.

"Another night, I need to do some studying as well," she told me, and I felt let down.

Reluctantly I let her go, horny as hell, but unwilling to manipulate her into having my way. I really should study anyway.

I ended up playing on my computer, instead, until I went to bed.

I woke up immediately, when I felt Lela's switches close to me, and everyone else's switches vanish. I didn't even realize I was still monitoring all the switches, until they were gone. Where had Lela taken me that was outside of my newfound range?

"Have you been practicing?" The dual-tonal voice of Lela asked me as I was bathed in the weakening/strengthening white light.

"No," I told her honestly, "I have been saving my strength. Something has come up that I need to be ready for." I didn't want to tell her about Derek since it was a personal problem.

"More important that your entire race?" The question hurt all the more because it was said with almost no emotion.

I knew she was right, but what was I to do? Derek planned on hurting me somehow, and I needed to be ready to deal with him, but at the same time, the human race depended on me too, though they didn't know it. If I wasn't ready to face the demons when they arrived, we were all doomed.

"I'll keep practicing," I promised her.

And what better way to practice than right now? I flipped the newest switch in her, the one I hoped would put her in heat, and watched as her eyes grew large, and her 'horny' switch flipped to full blast.

She made a loud noise, that sounded like two different voices sounding at once, saying two different things, but neither intelligible, before reverting back to English. "What have you done?"

I knew there was no way for me to deny it. She knew what I could do, and if she was in heat when she wasn't supposed to be, the only rational explanation would be because of me.

"You said to practice," I tried to explain. "I need to practice on aliens as well as humans. How else will I know what I can do?"

She screamed something that I realized must be her natural language, and it didn't sound pretty. "You don't understand. I was chosen for this mission because I wasn't supposed to mate for many of your solar cycles. Offspring have always been planned with genetics in mind."

"Okay, I'm sorry," I told her, getting defensive. "I'll just turn it off." But the switch didn't move. It refused to budge. I pressed against it harder, groaning with the effort, but to no avail.

"It can't be turned off. I have to either mate, or I will die." She screamed again in her language, and I'm fairly sure I didn't want to know what she was saying. "There isn't a mate-worthy male on this side of the galaxy. You have killed me!" She continued yelling in her own tongue.

Complete and utter shame filled me. This wonderful alien helped me develop my ability and was trying to help me save the human race. But in my ignorance, I had doomed this kind and trusting creature; and all because of my sexual curiosity.

"What about me?" I asked, doubting it was even possible. My head was throbbing, and it was hard to think through her confusing language.

She suddenly stopped talking, and looked at me. Her silvery-blue eyes had turned to a green color, and her slit pupils had grown larger. Her breathing was heavy, and I could see a light film of liquid running down her legs. The light fairly danced around her body in her distress.

"You?" Both tones of her voice sounded odd, ragged, as she asked me that. "Our genetic code is different. It shouldn't work. And you are only human." Her whole body shook, and I could tell she was in distress. "I may have no other choice." She now sounded resigned to the possibility.

Her hands moved in the air before her, hitting her invisible buttons, and the white light around me turned to the healing greenish-yellow for a moment, restoring my strength, before turning off completely. 

I stepped up to her, not sure how this worked for her species, and placed my hand gently on her shoulder. Or tried to. An electrical shock coursed through my arm, and knocked me back a couple steps.

"Wait until I get undressed!" She demanded after she worked out the words in English. But she was already naked... The dancing light around her body simmered, and then fell to the floor, shining dully. The light had been her clothing! It wasn't designed to cover up, but only for protection.

I looked back to Lela, and she looked a little different without the light playing across her smooth pink skin. I tentatively reached out my hand to touch her shoulder, and this time my fingers touched flesh. It was as soft and smooth as it looked, and warm to the touch.

I realized she was glaring at me impatiently, and that I was still had my boxers on. I quickly disrobed, and felt my face turn beet red as my limp member came out. Filled with shame as I was, I had lost my other desire. If I was to have a chance at saving her, though, I had to get it up.

I brought my face close to hers, and she backed away, uncertainly. "What are you doing?" She asked in alarm.

"I'm trying to kiss you," I told her, not wanting to explain the need for it.

"You humans kiss. We just mate. We do not need to kiss," she replied matter-of-factly.

"Well I DO!" I said, frustrated. I pulled her to me, and pressed my mouth against her soft thin lips. She didn't fight me this time, and accepted my embrace. I licked her lips, before trying to slip my tongue into her mouth. I heard her sigh, before letting it in, but she just stood there, letting me do whatever, without returning the kiss. "You have to kiss me back," I complained.

"You humans have weird rituals." Despite her words, she tilted her head back, and this time when I kissed her, I felt her tongue around mine. Or rather, I felt two tongues slide around mine. One went into my mouth, and licked around my teeth, while her other one swirled around mine. I was shocked, but at the same time, turned on. I felt my dick start to rise, and let my hands drop down to her buttocks, giving them a nice squeeze. She did the same for me, and I guessed she thought she had to do whatever I did. I wasn't going to complain.

It didn't take long for me to grow fully hard, and I broke the kiss. "I'm ready," I told her, looking deep into her now green eyes.

"I—I've never..." She trailed off.

"How do they do it on your planet?"

"Usually, when the mate-worthy male gets our scent, it drives them wild. They take us, and mate with us several times. I have heard it can be brutal. We are helpless to stop them, unless we wish to die."

I couldn't imagine what that must be like for her; to be in heat, and possibly hurt while in the act. I couldn't be brutal, but I could try to take charge.

"Lay down," I instructed her, and despite her earlier anger, she meekly complied. As I dropped to my knees between her slender pink thighs, I could feel the vibrations through the floor. I leaned over her belly, kissing the smooth surface, and worked my way up to her small breasts. Her nipples were already hard, when I pulled one between my teeth.

"Is this a necessary part of your human's mating?" She asked me, but there was a slight hitch in her voice as she asked me. Was she starting to enjoy this? I hoped so, but couldn't be sure, so hurried myself along.

I looked down, and was thankful that her vagina was in the same place as a human's (and eerily looked like one, minus any hair, and completely pink), as I placed the tip of my penis against it. I could feel the heat of her sex pouring from her crotch, and as I rubbed my member up and down her small slit, she started to shift underneath me. It didn't take long for her juices, which were practically pouring out of her, to lubricate me, and I tried to push my way into her. 

It was no good. She was too tight, and I was too big. For a moment I feared that I was going to fail her. But then I remembered when she had shown me the holograms of her species in this room. I hadn't paid much attention to the males of her species at the time, but if I recalled properly, they were even better endowed than I was. If they could do it, then so should I. I wondered if that was why they had to be so violent.

I continued to rub my cock against her opening, occasionally trying to push my way in. She started to make odd noises as I continued to do this, but I wasn't sure if they were frustrated sounds or something else. About my sixth attempt to penetrate her, I pushed harder than before, and was gratified to feel my head finally slip in.

Lela's hands grasped my back, her fingers digging in, as she cried out. I held still, not sure if I should move or not. Her inner muscles started to milk what little was in her, and I realized that her juices were making my schlong tingle.

"Why did you stop?" She asked me after a while, and I still hadn't moved.

"I don't want to hurt you," I replied.

"We need to get this done with. Do you want me to kiss you again?" Her voice was soft, but not quite emotionless.

"Only if you want—" I was cut short as her lips met mine, and her two tongues snaked into my mouth. I started to move my hips, and was thankful for how wet she was, because she was tighter than I had thought possible. Her inner muscles seemed to grip my cock with a strangle hold, tightly squeezing me, while at the same time, undulating around me.

I soon came up to a barrier, which I assumed was her maidenhead. I broke the kiss, long enough to say, "This is going to hurt, and I'm really sorry."

"Just do it," She hurriedly said.

I pressed my mouth back to hers, and it almost seemed as though she was hungry for the kiss, her tongues sucking and sliding against mine. I thrust my hips forward, and broke past the thin barrier. Lela cried out into our kiss, and her fingers dug painfully into my back, but otherwise made no other movement or protest.

Her pussy had also gripped me even harder, and I waited for it to loosen a little before I began sliding in and out of her. With the way her juices were making my rod tingle, I knew I wasn't going to last long. Part of me was grateful that she wasn't going to have to endure the humiliation of mating with a human much longer.

Another part of me wanted to keep going, it felt so good.

I felt my climax getting close, and picked up my pace, sawing into her with a frenzy. I pulled almost all the way out, leaving only my head in, and then sank fully into her. I was surprised her small frame could take my length, but relished in the feeling as well.

Lela was grunting underneath me, moaning into our kiss, and I felt her hands go to my ass, pulling me in, in time with my thrusts.

We both cried out at the same moment, as I shot my load into her alien canal, and I felt a hot gush of her fluids wash over my groin. Her whole pussy seemed to be milking my cock, demanding every last ounce of seed in my balls.

I truly hoped this would work. I desperately wanted her to come out of this okay, and for a moment I thought I felt something move, but I couldn't be certain.

I rolled off of her, lying on my back, on the vibrating floor, and breathing heavily.

"I am truly sorry you had to suffer that," I told her, my shame coming back to me.

She said something in her own language, and then switched to English. "That was not what I expected. Your human rituals are... Nice." Her large head turned to look at me, and I could see her eyes were still green. "This kissing you do is nice, too."

"Did it work?" I was afraid it had failed. Her eyes were still green. "Will you live?"

"After one mating?" She laughed, and I realized it was the first time I had ever heard her laugh. "It takes many matings before the need will leave me." It was then that I thought to check her switches. Her 'horny' switch was still on, but was it down a little? She crawled on top of me, and I groaned. I didn't think there was a possibility of my getting it up right then. "I have seen your females like this. Let's try this position now."

I groaned again. On the one hand I was glad she was no longer angry with me, but on the other, I still felt like I had doomed her. The males of her species must be some kind of super studs to mate multiple times in a row.

"What is wrong? Do we need to do the kissing again?" She asked me, looking down at my slick limp willy.

"I don't think kissing will do it this time. Human males don't recover that fast, without other stimulation," I told her. There was a little part of me that couldn't help but wonder if she would.

Her head cocked to the side, as she looked at me. Despite having no hair, I thought she looked rather cute right then...for an alien, of course.

"I have seen your females do other things to help your recover quickly." It was then that I realized she had been watching me have sex, and she must have been referring to the other day when Shanna had given me a blowjob in her car, as I drove us to her place. I didn't know how I felt about her watching me.




Bait and Switch Ch. 07



"That might work, if you're willing to," I hedged.

"I want to live," she told me, but somehow I didn't think that was all there was to it. She had pretty much said she liked kissing.

She slid her body down, till her large head was over my soaked crotch. She took my member in one of her three fingered hands, and examined it for a moment, before tentatively sticking out one of her tongues, and licking it. Her head cocked to the side again, as she returned the tongue to her mouth, and examined the taste.

I can only assume it wasn't offensive to her, because she then opened her small mouth, and took the head between her lips.

I could feel both of her tongues moving around my shaft, and despite having just spent myself inside her only a few moments ago, I moaned at the pleasure this brought me. Her tongues wrapped around my member, sliding around the length. She must have been watching a lot more closely than I would have thought, because she really knew what she was doing, as she started to bob her head up and down in my lap.

It only took a couple minutes of her two-tongued technique before I was growing hard again. When she pulled her small mouth off of my member, her lips seemed to get stuck around the rim, before popping free.

"Now my position?" She asked, and I just nodded.

More eagerly than I would have expected, she crawled up my body, and started kissing me again. I could taste our combined juices on her tongues, and they made my mouth tingle, as they had my cock. She pressed her little hole against my rigid pole, and once again we had to supply enough pressure to break past the initial barrier. I couldn't believe how light she felt on top of me.

Once inside her, she wasted no time getting my full length up into her slick hole. The tingling started up again, almost immediately, and I realized I was even more sensitive than I was last time.

I let Lela set the pace, as her our tongues met and danced with one another. She started out slow, rocking back and forth on my body, and this time it was me that grabbed her ass, enjoying the feeling of her pussy sliding up and down my cock.

Lela started moaning, and I knew she was really getting into it as she picked up the pace. I was glad that I was able to at least supply her with some pleasure, after the mess of the situation I had created, and wanted to give her more.

I broke off the kiss, and lifted her torso far enough away, that I could suck on one of her nipples. I kept one hand on her rear, and brought the other one to her left breast, squeezing the firm flesh in my hand. She started to moan louder, speaking in her own language, as she increased her pace.

When I felt her climax again, her love juices soaking me, I wrapped my right hand around her back, holding her still, and started thrusting as hard as I could, sucking hard on her small teat, and tweaking her other nipple. Her loud cries of pleasure hit a crescendo, and then she collapsed on top of me as she found release.

I pulled out of her, lifted her off of me, and stood up. With my new strength, there was a position I wanted to try. Lela had whined when I pulled out, but when I explained the new position, she seemed eager enough. What a change from her initial reaction to my meddling.

I slipped my hands under her arms, and easily lifted her in the air. Her slender legs wrapped around my torso and her arms around my neck, as I gently lowered her onto my rod. I actually had to force her down a little, just to get past the initial barrier, but once in, she sank fully onto me. 

Her lips met mine again, and she used her legs to move her pelvis against my invading cock, while I supported her with my hands under her small ass. We were building a good rhythm together, kissing, and moaning, thrusting, and gyrating, and once more I felt the familiar churning in my balls.

I broke the kiss, and used my arms to pull her away, and then slammed back into her. It only took a couple strokes like this before I shot gob after gob of semen into her. This seemed to set her off again, and our mutual fluids started to dribble down my legs.

My arms were shaky as I set her standing on the floor, and then I sat down with a whump. I was exhausted; more so than I had ever been from Lela's white light.

"That was good!" I heard the alien say cheerfully, the dual tones of her voice sounding melodic. "Whenever I've seen our species mate, it was never like that. The male just took the female however he wanted, and the female was helpless. I have been told it is painful, but necessary. But that was beautiful!" 

I cracked my eyes open as I looked up at her. Her breasts were heaving on her chest, and her small mouth was lifted in a smile, as she regarded me.

"What position do you want to try next?" I groaned as I heard her ask me that. I was in no condition to try again.

"Is it even working?" I asked, as I closed my eyes again.

She was quiet for a moment, and I opened my eyes to see she was typing again on her invisible screen. After a moment she gave me the answer.

"Yes, it looks like it is. The need has lessened in me, but there are still several more matings required before I will be done." She smiled down at me. "Won't that be fun?"

Kill me, kill me now, I thought. There was no way I was going to survive this.

But I was wrong. Lela used her greenish-yellow healing light on me, and I was soon back inside her, doggy-style, making her moan and scream in her own language.

By the time she was no longer in heat, I had lost track of how many times we had coupled. Sometimes she used her mouth, and sometimes she used the healing light to rejuvenate me. I was fairly certain the last time had been unnecessary, and just for her pleasure, as her eyes had gone completely back to silver.

I'd learned my lesson though: don't mess with an alien's physiology, unless I was prepared for the consequences.



Bait and Switch Ch. 08



Thanks to JA & garbonzo607 for their insightful edits. 

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By the time Lela finally let me go, I was beyond exhausted. My whole body ached, and even the thought of sex made me shudder. Not even Lela's greenish-yellow healing light could alleviate the last six hours of carnal bliss.

Needless to say, when my alarm went off, I rolled over and went back to sleep. I only had one final today, and it was in the afternoon. My other classes would just have to suffer.

Also, Derek couldn't hurt me, if I wasn't around. I was too tired to even think of locking my door though.

When I finally arrived on campus, I got the same treatment as I'd received yesterday. That is to say, most everyone avoided me. I was okay with that, however, because I wasn't much in the mood to talk. I took my final, and went back home, skipping Prof. Frankens' class. Both Gina and Shanna were in that class with me, not to mention the hot professor herself. I just wasn't up to dealing with them in my current mood.

My phone rang as I walked into my room. 

"Is everything alright?" Gina's concerned voice asked.

"I'm not feeling too well today," I told her honestly. "I'm just going to get some rest. See you tomorrow?"

"You don't want me to come take care of you?"

"Thanks, but I don't want you to get whatever I have." I tried to sound appreciative, but I really didn't want company right then, especially not someone that got turned on just by the sound of my voice.

"Well, okay, but you call me if you need anything."

I hung up, and went back to sleep, only to be awoken a couple hours later, by someone knocking on my door.

Groaning, I rolled over, and asked who it was.

"Shanna," the soft voice came through my door. "You weren't in class this afternoon, so I stopped by to see if you were okay."

Great! I thought. Shanna is only slightly better than Gina right now. I was about to say that I was okay, and thank her for her concern, but she opened the door and entered before I could. 

"I'm just tired is all. Need to get more sleep, I guess," I said instead.

She came to the bed, and felt my forehead and cheeks, just as she had in the auditorium last week. I wondered if this was truly Shanna, and felt for the one switch I'd made in her. It was there, and I could tell she wasn't very happy.

"You don't feel like you have a fever..."

"Too much stress over finals this week," I lied. I felt bad for it, but I couldn't tell her I'd stayed up all night having sex with a pink-skinned alien. "I just couldn't sleep last night. I've been trying to make up for it today."

She looked at me sharply, her blue eyes seeming to penetrate my skull, and I wondered if she knew I had lied to her. After a second though, she sniffed and stood up.

"You stink, and need a shower. Do you want me to do it for you, or are you going to take one on your own?"

"I'm just tired. I'll take one tomorrow," I complained.

"No you won't. One way or another, you're taking a shower now." When I tried to protest further, she cut me off. "What you need to do is get your mind off finals. Sleeping will only let your mind go over it again and again. I have a better solution." 

Groaning, I looked up at her, noted her smile, and knew I wasn't going to win, but I had to try one last thing. "I don't feel up to anything frisky, right now."

"Did I say I wanted to fuck you?" She laughed her beautiful laugh, batting her long lashes at me, and I suddenly felt foolish. "There are other ways to distract a mind, and looking around your room, I see a few. Now go shower, or else..."

Defeated, I got out of bed, and went to shower. Despite having followed her directions, she ended up joining shortly after I got in.

"Don't try anything," she told me, "I just needed a shower, too, and didn't see any reason to waste extra water."

I nodded as though that was the only reason, but not believing her one bit. She helped wash my back, and I returned the favor. I couldn't help but notice how smooth her back felt, or how beautiful she looked with water streaming from her brown hair, and dripping off her tits. Despite my admiration, there was no movement from my second brain.

Shanna seemed to notice it as well, and other than a slight tightening of her lips, she made no comment, and we got out and dried off. Her reaction surprised me but I didn't know what to tell her. And besides, she DID say she didn't want to fuck me...not right now anyway.

She put her hair up in a towel, and there was no denying the beauty of a woman coming right out of a shower.

Once back in my room, Shanna went right to my gaming console, and began flipping through my games. "Beat it...Got it...Lame...Good, but I hated the ending...Nope...Too easy...Ah, here we go." She held up one of my favorite games, and put the disc in. It was a two player.

"The best way to get your mind off of finals," she told me, "is to absorb it into something else. Let's see if you can keep up with me."

I decided to go easy on her in the first round. I mean, I knew she was a gamer, but she was a girl, after all. She ended up thoroughly trashed me. "Do you think you might actually try to win this time?" She asked, her smile nearly splitting her face as she teased me.

After that, it took everything I had to win some of the rounds. In the end it was pretty even, and we started going through my other games. Shanna promised to bring some of hers over next time, and before either one of us knew it, the sun had set, the moon had risen, and the snow was falling hard.

"Thank you," I told the brunette. "You really did get my mind off—"

"Don't say it!" She warned as I walked her outside, and we both laughed. The flakes were huge as they came down from above, and soon it looked like Shanna's brown hair was white, it held so much snow. "I don't dare drive home in this," she told me.

"You're welcome to stay here, but—" she cut me off as her arms wrapped around my neck, and she pressed her lips to mine.

"Thank you. I appreciate it."

"I was about to say, I don't have any clean clothes for you, and the couch is lumpy, so I'll let you have my bed."

She looked at me like I was an idiot. "That's okay. I keep a bag in my car, just in case of emergencies. And what's wrong with us sharing your bed? It's big enough."

"How can I argue with that? I just didn't want to presume anything."

"You know nothing, Jon Snow," I recognized the quote from one of my favorite fantasy novel series, 'A Song of Ice and Fire,' and we both laughed as she brushed the snow off my shoulder. 

"Have you seen the HBO series based on the novels?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I've seen them but it's not as good as the books." She said.

I smiled as I agreed with her assessment. Live action never compares to the book. She grabbed her emergency bag, and we quickly ran back inside. We shook the snow off, and I joked that maybe we needed another shower. "I thought you weren't up to anything..." she teased me again, batting those beautiful long lashes at me.

"Do I have to be up for that, to want to admire beauty?" I asked back, and was gratified to see her blush.

We opted not to shower, however, and with the late hour, we decided to just go to sleep. Shanna actually had me leave my room as she changed into her pajamas, and when she let me back in, she was already under the covers. I was curious about her behavior, it wasn't like we hadn't seen each other completely nude a few hours ago, but decided to let her have her way.

I usually just sleep in my boxers. I didn't care if she saw me though, so I stripped, and slid under the covers.

Shanna scooted her back to me, and I pulled my arm around her, enjoying the delicious warmth of her body pressed close to mine. Despite all of the sleep I'd had today, it only took a few minutes, and I was out, the soft scent of Shanna's hair filling my nostrils.

When 'Aeris's Theme' started playing on my phone, I was confused. Lela hadn't taken me last night. Was she still upset about what had happened between us?

"Is that from Final Fantasy VII?" Startled, I fell out of bed. I had completely forgotten that Shanna had stayed the night. She laughed at me, as I tried to recover, and got back on my feet.

The attractive brunette got out of bed, and I saw for the first time what she was wearing. It was a pink camisole, with matching pink shorts, which showed her figure off well. Her legs looked long and lithe, coming up to her nice ass. She caught me looking, and gave me a small smile, and a little shake. Despite how I'd felt yesterday, my penis had finally woken up, and it liked what I was looking at just as much as I did.

"Ahh! I look a fright this morning," she cried, as she spied herself in the mirror. I had to argue with that though. With her hair all mussed up, and no makeup on, she pulled the sexy bed-head look off pretty well.

She locked the door to the bathroom, however, before I could state my case, and stayed in there for almost half an hour. By the time she finally came out, her makeup was done, her hair flawless, and she was smoking hot in a pair of tight jeans, and a red top that was loose, and yet still showed her figure well.

Dennis had been complaining about being locked out of the only bathroom, but even he shut his mouth when Shanna walked out. Since I had showered last night, I only needed to brush my teeth, run my fingers through my hair, and I was ready to go.

Shanna was gone by the time I came out of the bathroom.

For the first time in a long time, I felt fully refreshed, as I started classes. My finals today went by pretty easy, and even though people were still avoiding me, Derek stayed away as well, so I didn't mind too much.

I saw Robbie sitting by himself at lunch, and something inside me made me sit by him.

"What do you want?" He asked me snidely, and I almost regretted my decision.

"I thought you could use some cheering up," I told him.

"And you think you're qualified to do that? Ha!"

More qualified than you could know. But I kept the thought to myself. "Look, I know you are still upset with me, and I understand why."

"You understand nothing," the big man turned and glared at me. "I was going to break up with her anyway. I thought I had a chance with someone else, but she apparently changed her mind, after what kept happening when I was around you. You only saved me the hassle of breaking Gina's heart."

For a second I was angry that he had been ready to hurt Gina like that, but I was also curious.

"Why did you want to break up with Gina?" I asked.

He looked at me for a while, and I wondered what was going through his mind. There were times that I wished I could read minds instead of my making my switches, but things were as they were.

After a few uncomfortable seconds, he decided to answer. "She was being too needy; talking about marriage, and kids. I'm not ready for that, so I was going to dump her."

At first, I couldn't imagine someone dumping a girl as hot as Gina but thinking back to how Gina acted at times, I couldn't argue that she could be clingy. I understood why he would want to break up with her, but at the same time I was still bothered. Gina was a good friend, if not more.

"So who is this other girl?"

"What do you care?" I just looked at him, willing him to give me the answer. I thought I might be able to use my switches to get it out of him, but was tired of manipulating the man. "Fine, if it will get you to leave me alone. It's Nicole Hama." The bully nodded, and I looked at another table to see the redhead eating with her friends. I had always thought she was cute, but rather stuck up, myself. 

A small part of me felt that since I was the one to ruin things for him, I should be the one to fix them.

"Gimme a second," I told Robbie, and stood to walk over to Nicole.

"What do you think you're doing?" Robbie demanded, but I ignored him as I walked over to the woman's table. 

Nicole was a cheerleader, and she was perfect for that, attitude and all. She surrounded herself with other cheerleaders everywhere she went, and today was no different.

A plan started to form in my mind as I walked over to her small group. The table went quiet as I approached, and I assumed it had something to do with Derek's threats, but he wasn't even close right then, so I brushed the thought away.

I quickly made memory switches in the five girls at once, and was thankful I could affect groups. I wondered how many I could affect at a time, but just these five had started a small throbbing in the back of my eyes. It was more work to affect groups, than to do them one at a time.

One of Nicole's groupies leaned over and whispered something to the redhead as I stopped at their table.

Nicole looked up at me, her blue-green eyes sparking with annoyance, and I noticed that her nose was a little pointed for my tastes, but she was attractive enough.

"And, like, what do you want?" Her snide tone grated on my nerves, but I answered her anyway.

"I understand you turned Robbie down, and wanted to know if you were waiting for a real man?"

The table laughed, but I held my ground.

"A real man? Like, what makes you think you're a REAL man?" She laughed some more, but I only smiled.

"I stole Gina away from him. There must be a reason for that."

The cheerleaders murmured amongst themselves, but I couldn't hear a word of it. 

"I turned Robbie down because he—" I flipped a switch in all of them, making them forget the thoughts they just had. "—he, umm... Like... Well, there was that time—"

FLIP

"You always did think he was cute," one of the other girls said.

"Yeah, and you always complained that Gina was a bitch that didn't deserve him," piped up another cheerleader.

Nicole looked at her fellow cheerleaders at a loss for words. If my plan had worked, she would have completely forgotten about Robbie's incontinence problem. Or rather, the problem I had caused for him.

"Well, like, it is no business of yours, anyway, dweeb. Go bother someone else."

Wow, she needs an attitude readjustment. Then again, she and Robbie would fit perfectly well together, I thought. Smiling I walked away, sure of myself.

I was smart enough not to walk straight over to Robbie, knowing that the cheerleaders would be watching me, but I would tell him, when I got the chance, to try again with the stuck up snob. I wished them the best of luck.

After classes, it was my first day on the math team, and Prof. Frankens confronted me as soon as I walked into her classroom.

"I missed you in class yesterday."

"Sorry, I was sick. I barely made it in for one of my finals. I'll be there for yours tomorrow," I promised.

She gave me a funny look, and too late I remembered that I'd made the switch in her that made her wet whenever I spoke. I was going to have to be careful. I wasn't worried about forcing the professor to do anything she didn't want to; but then again Gina had convinced me that she still had free will.

I met the other students on the team, Donald, Barbara, and Adam. I knew them well enough by reputation, all of them pretty smart. Donald wore large thick glasses that made his eyes look really small. Barbara was rather heavyset, and Adam's acne was so bad, his face looked more like the surface of the moon, than anything else. None of them were popular, but then again, neither was I.

Professor Frankens asked us practice questions, and I let the other three answer most of them, trying to keep my voice from affecting the professor. I did answer a number of questions when the others were stumped, but tried to be as quiet as possible. When none of us knew the answer, our coach would go over the math problem with us.

During the practice, I thought I'd help out my fellow teammates. As I had done for Mrs. Polkins, I turned up Barbara's metabolism, and then turned down Adam's acne and tried to regenerate his skin, but that switch wouldn't form. For Donald, I adjusted his eyesight a little, not wanting to cause him any stress if his eyes suddenly worked, and his glasses failed. I figured if I worked with him slowly over time, it would work out best.

Practice was over before I knew it. I was walking out of the room, when Prof. Frankens stopped me.

"Nick, stay for moment, will you? I want to talk to you about your performance."

Uh-oh.

I turned around, and sat back in the chair I'd used while she drilled us on her math equations. She sat on the edge of her desk, and crossed her legs. Today she was wearing a knee length skirt, and a white blouse that was getting stretched taut by her large bosom. Her dark hair was mostly down, with some of it pulled back. She took her large glasses off of her nose, and stuck one earpiece in her mouth as she looked at me. The silence seemed to dredge on, and I started to fidget in my seat, wondering what would happen next.

Had I talked too much? I had honestly tried not to. I checked her 'horny' switch and it was turned up, but not extremely so.

"You need to have more confidence in yourself," she told me, finally breaking the silence.

"More confidence?" I asked dumbly, not understanding.

"Yes. I know how smart you are, Nick. You knew every one of those questions that the others got, but you waited to answer. This is a competition, and the quickest one to answer, gets the point. You need to have more faith in yourself, and answer sooner. Don't hesitate. Take what you want, and forget about the consequences..." She trailed off, and suddenly I was wondering if we were still talking about the math team. She gave herself a little shake, and then continued talking. "Our first competition is after the holiday break. Do you think you can work on your confidence in that time?"

I nodded, still not wanting to talk too much. Apparently that was the wrong thing to do.

"See, that's what I'm talking about. Don't just nod at me; Tell me your answer," she demanded.

"Yes, professor," I said, trying to sound confidant.

"Yes, what?" She was making me talk more and more, and with each word, I could feel her 'wet pussy' switch move, and gradually her 'horny' switch was moving as well.

"Yes, I will work on my confidence."

"Do I intimidate you?" That question completely threw me off.

"I-intimidate me?" I asked, flustered.

"I don't see you with girls or a girlfriend. I know what other students think of me. I'd have to be blind to miss all the stares I get. So, I'll ask you again: do I intimidate you?"

She didn't see me with girls? If only she knew what the last week had been like for me! I couldn't tell HER that, though.

"You are attractive, Professor Frankens," I hedged, not sure where I was going with this, "but I think I do alright with the girls."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" The question almost sounded more like an accusation, than a curiosity.

I thought about Shanna, but she had made it clear we were just REALLY good friends. Gina would say yes if I asked her, I know, but I wasn't ready to commit to her.

"No," I finally answered, hearing the sullen tone in my voice, and cursing myself for it.

She was chewing her earpiece again, as she gave me a penetrating stare. I wondered if all women practiced that look, or if it just came naturally to them.

"We're going to try a little experiment," she told me, and I had a bad feeling about where this was going. "Stand up." I did as I was told, and looked down at her as she walked up to me, nearly touching me. I held my ground as she looked up, and I could smell her sweet perfume from this close. "Good. Now kiss me."

I took a step back, shocked at her boldness. 

"I didn't say step away from me. See, this is what I'm talking about. You need to be more confident."

Confident? She wanted me to be confident? Fine, I could do that, I thought. It is just a kiss, nothing more. But I knew it was more than a kiss, and I knew where this would go, if I didn't stop it right now. I should walk away, and not look back.




Bait and Switch Ch. 08



Instead I stepped forward, closing the distance between me and my beautiful professor, and thought, I'll show her confidence. I put my right arm around her waist, pulling her body against mine, snaked my left hand to the back of her head, and pulled her face up to meet mine. Our lips met, and too late, I felt her 'horny' switch crank fully on.

Professor Frankens moaned as her arms pulled me tighter to her, and her tongue darted into my mouth, and back out. I chased hers with mine, only to come up against her teeth. It was a cat and mouse game, her lips parting freely to mine, but her tongue only darting out from time to time, before retreating back into her mouth.

She wants confidence, I remembered, and dropped my right hand down to her ass, giving it a little squeeze, and pressed my tongue forcefully against her teeth. They parted for me this time, and she sucked my tongue into her mouth. Hungrily she nibbled on my tongue without hurting it, and I could feel my hard cock pressing against her front. This woman really knew how to kiss!

Part of me cried out that this was wrong and that I had manipulated her into doing this. Oddly it was Gina's voice that argued, saying she has free will, and she didn't have to if she didn't want to. This wasn't like Lela. For good or bad, Gina's voice won out.

I felt the zipper in the back of her skirt, pulled it down, and a second later, it was on the floor. She pulled away from the kiss then, but kept me in her arms, and didn't try to get out of mine. "What do you think you are doing, Nick? I'm your professor."

Almost... Almost I backed away, but I saw the gleam in her brown eyes, and remembered what she'd said about confidence.

"I'm taking what I want, and forgetting about the consequences," I told her, throwing her words from earlier back at her.

She smiled up at me. "And what is it you want?"

I slipped my hands into the back of her panties, grabbed her by the rear, and lifted her up. Her legs wrapped around my torso, and we were now eye-to-eye. "I want you."

She moaned as she pulled me back into our kiss, this time her mouth was completely open to me, and our tongues wrestled, while my hands groped her tight ass.

I walked us over to her desk, and let her small weight down on the corner. I brought my hands between us, and started working at the buttons to her blouse, while her fingers undid my pants. Her buttons were small, and I was having a hard time with them as we continued to kiss.

Confidence.

Slipping my fingers between the buttons, I tore the two sides apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. She moaned again, and just about tore my pants off in her hast to get them down. My boxers followed my pants, and we had to break the kiss to get my shirt off.

She looked down at my rod, and I heard her gasp. Maybe it was the mood of the whole scenario, or the fact that I was really into the role of being confident, but the words were out of my mouth before I could think better of them.

"Suck it." Her hands gripped my dick, as she looked up at me, questioningly. "I said, suck it."

She smiled widely as she scooted off the desk, and dropped to her knees in front of me. As her lips touched the tip of my penis, I realized that Prof. Frankens liked to be dominated.

I placed my hands on the back of her head, and moaned deeply as her lips stretched around the bulbous head, and then slid partway down my shaft.

I had seen a few porno's where someone was being dominant, and while I didn't think I could do the whole whips and chains thing, I thought I might be able to do the rest.

I kicked off my shoes, and then my pants, while I used my hands to guide her mouth up and down my shaft.

She looked so sexy in her white lacy bra and matching panties, my large cock distending her lips and cheeks as she tried to swallow as much of it as she could. I leaned over her, and unsnapped her bra, freeing her two large melons from their lacy prison. Her nipples were large and hard, and her breasts only sagged a little, despite their large size.

Remembering something else I'd seen in a porno, and hoping that my new strength was up to it, I bent over and to the side of Professor Frankens, wrapped my arms around her waist, and she looked at me in confusion. I heaved, and she squealed, as I spun her upside down and brought her panty-covered crotch to my mouth.

She moaned as my lips touched her already wet panties, and I felt her warm wet mouth engulf my cock again, as her arms wound around my legs. I nibbled and licked her covered crotch, eliciting moans from her, as she sucked some from me as well.

She really knew how to give head, and I felt myself coming close, but I didn't want it to end yet, so I pulled her up some more, then gently turned her, and set her back upright on the floor. I yanked her panties down, before lifting her back up and setting her on the desk.

Pulling her legs apart, I was now able to dive into her pussy, and taste her juices as the poured from her honey pot. She dug her heals into my back, as I attacked her labia and clit with my lips, teeth, and tongue, crying out her pleasure at what I was doing to her. She had a small patch of brown hair that slightly tickled my nose, but I was enjoying this too much to care.

Soon enough, she started coming, and my mouth was filled with her juices. Much more than I thought was normal, and I looked up at her in confusion, some of her cum-flow dripping off of my chin. "Professor Frankens, I believe you just squirted," I told her with glee.

"Call me Donna," she said, but I just looked back to her pussy. I stepped to her side, and used my two middle fingers to vigorously rub back and forth over her clit. Sure enough, after a few frantic seconds of this, she was cumming again, her juices arcing away from her desk, and splashing the floor in front of the first row of seats.

By this point, I was dying to get into this hot older woman, and I hoped that there had been enough of a break that I wouldn't blow right away.

I placed the tip of my prick at her opening, then pulled back. Donna moaned in frustration, but I had better keep playing the confidence game.

"Do you want this?" I asked, and she nodded eagerly. "Then take it, and pull it inside you."

She eagerly reached for my member, gripped my rod, and pulled me towards her small flower. She rubbed my head against her slick slit a few times, moaning as she did so, and lubricating my cock, before wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me towards her.

She was a tight fit, though not as tight as Gina or Shanna, and nowhere near as constricting as Lela. There was a fire burning in her that almost scorched my pecker from its heat.

Donna cried out in bliss as bit by bit I sank into her, and as with Nancy, I was soon fully sheathed in her burning cunt.

She loosened her legs, and I pulled back, but she tightened them again forcefully, slamming my rod back into her depths. I reached for her tits, and tweaked her large nipples, making her moan even louder. I devoutly hoped no one would hear us, and come investigate, but I was also too far along to try and stop us now.

Our pelvises took up a steady smacking noise as I slammed in and out of her. Her arms grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled my mouth down to hers as her inner muscles suddenly gripped me hard, and her cum squirted all over my pelvis, and dribbled from my balls.

I was about over the top, and pulled out, not wanting to get her pregnant, when another idea struck me.

"Suck me off," I demanded, and she immediately hopped back off of her desk, and swallowed my wet dick back between her lips. It only took a couple seconds with her talented tongue, before I started to unload. My first volley hit the back of her throat, and then she pulled back, using her hands to jack me off as the rest of my ejaculate sprayed across her chest and tits.

She smiled up at me, as she began to rub my cum into her skin, tracing around her hard nipples, before bringing one of her cum covered fingers down to her pussy, and frigging herself until she came again.

When she was done, she stood back up, and looked me in the eyes. "I hope you will be more confident now?"

I laughed, as I told her that I would indeed be more confident. And just to show her, I reached around and grabbed a handful of her firm ass. She slightly moaned and her eyes smoldered, as I kissed her one last time before leaving.

Shanna called me on my way home, to see if I needed any more help forgetting about finals, but I turned her down. I needed to study, instead.

Gina called not five minutes later, and I wondered how on Earth I was going to juggle these women.

"I think someone has been sneaking around my house," she told me worriedly.

"Lock your door, and I'll be by shortly," I told her, but when I got there, I couldn't find anyone. Gina thanked me with a big kiss.

"Want to come inside? My mom's not home, but if you want I can call her up. I'm sure she wouldn't mind..."

I laughed, but turned her down for the same reason I'd turned down Shanna. "I really need to study for finals. I only have a few left, and next week is the start of the holiday break."

Gina pouted, but in the end let me go. For some reason, I felt like I was missing something as I left.

I didn't get as much studying done as I would have liked (Dennis and Robin were really going at it in the other bedroom), but when ten o'clock rolled around, I decided it was time for bed. I only hoped Lela came to get me tonight. I was afraid she was still mad at me.



Bait and Switch Ch. 09



Thanks to garbonzo607 for his insightful edits. 

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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 I 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 probably 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 were herbivores, while the demons were pure carnivores. Maybe if I were to change their diet... But then again, their food preference didn't really mean anything. 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' 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? Or am I just being paranoid?

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. Gimme 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.

I lifted my head to find the source of the crying, and I realized that I was tied up and naked, as I went to move my arms. The room I was in was dim and there was no furniture. I could faintly make out holes in the wall, and figured that this must be an abandoned house. The only light was coming through the holes in the walls, and a flashlight shining on Gina.

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 the movement 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 stepped 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 hidden in the shadows, and I could barely make her out. I wondered what Derek must have been thinking as the pink alien confronted him.

"Can you heal her?" I asked Lela.

I saw Lela's hands move 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 her 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.




Bait and Switch Ch. 09



"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 of 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 couldn't 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 toe, 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 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 events were overlaid by my tender care.



Bait and Switch Ch. 10



A pleasant sensation spread through my body, slowly waking me up. I felt really good and thought maybe Lela's green/yellow light was on me, but an odd noise filled my ears. It took a few seconds for my sleep bleary eyes to focus, and I moaned loudly as I saw what was happening.

Gina was busily and noisily sucking on my dick. Her lips were stretched taut around my girth, and at the sound of my moan, she looked up at me.

Gina lifted her head from my lap; her soft blonde hair tickling my thighs, "I was wondering how long it would take you to wake up," she smiled.

"Good morning to you too," I said, returning the grin. "Why don't you swing around here, and I'll do the same for you?"

"Uh-uh, no thanks. I'm a little tender this morning. You just lay back and enjoy. You've already done more than you know for me. You were moaning in your sleep. I rather like how your switches affect." She dropped her head back down, and I felt her lips brush the underside of my cock, while her hand held the other side. She ran her mouth up and down me a few times, then slipped my head back between her lips, and slurped noisily. Her tongue worked around the rim, flicking it, and driving me crazy with sensation. It didn't take long, before I was hunching my hips, and blowing down her throat, as my alarm went off.

She hungrily swallowed all I gave her, and then milked me for the last few drops before pulling away, and coming up to kiss my chest and lay her head on it.

Gina heard my alarm still going off. Curious, she asked, "That sounds like a sad song. What is it?"

"My alarm. It's from one of my all-time favorite video games. From a sad scene where a character dies," I told her, wondering what she would think of that.

"Hmm, sometimes I forget you're a geek. You are such a wonderful lover... Are all geeks as good as you?" She propped her chin on my chest as she looked up at me.

I laughed lightly, before answering. "I've heard it said that geeks make better lovers, because they rarely get any, and they study how to please their partner for when they get the chance."

"Mmm," she purred, giving my chin a quick peck, and then laying flat on my chest again, "You do indeed please me." She patted my limp member, and I laughed again. "Why do you wake up to that song though, if the memory is sad?"

"Good question. I'll have to change it again." I didn't want to explain to her why I had changed it from the Dalek's 'Exterminate' one I'd had before, and was glad she didn't ask. I flipped off my alarm with my mind, and untangled myself from her arms and legs. "I'd better get ready for class. I have my last two finals today."

Gina smoothly got out of my bed, and if she hadn't just given me a great blowjob, the mere sight of her body would have had me ready to go. I recalled all of the events from yesterday, and really hoped that she would be okay. If last night was any indicator, she was a tough woman.

Robin had some coffee going when we left my room, and the two women chatted amiably, while I ate my cereal. Dennis came out of the bathroom, and walked over to me.

"Hey, I've been meaning to talk to you." I looked up at him, curious as to what he wanted. "Remember all those people I was telling you about? The ones with special abilities?" Gina started to choke on her coffee, and Robin had to pat her on the back. Dennis, thankfully, didn't notice. "Well, it looks like there are getting to be more and more of them. And get this, the girl in India who could fly volunteered to have her DNA checked. I guess people were starting to call her a demon, or an alien or something. I dunno. But anyway, she is definitely human. No one can figure out why or how she can fly. The weirdest thing is that these freaks are popping up all over the world. What do you think it means?" I didn't like the term 'freak,' but decided not to mention it to him.

"I dunno. Maybe it's some vast alien conspiracy to take over the world with super-mutants," I tried to laugh as I said it, though I was afraid it sounded forced. Maybe if I made a joke of it, he would think of something else. Thinking of the flying girl, I was glad that the human race hadn't yet fully mapped out the human genome.

My ruse worked. "I thought you would be interested in something like this, not make a joke out of it."

"Sorry," I told him sincerely, "I actually looked up some of them the other day. I believe something is going on, but how would I know what it was?" Because I am part of it, I thought, but didn't supply the answer to him.

Gina offered to drive me to class, and I accepted. "Does anybody else know about you?" She asked as she turned the corner.

"You're the only human I've told," I said, hoping she wouldn't pick up on the distinction.

"Really? Not even Shanna?" I shook my head. "Wow. Thank you. So..." she trailed off, and I wondered what she was going to say next. "You're going to hang out with Shanna tonight, right? I heard you on the phone last night."

I felt foolish and guilty, but I had made plans with the brunette, to celebrate the start of the holiday break.

"Umm, yeah..." I replied sheepishly.

Gina laughed and patted my leg, though the laugh sounded slightly forced. "Relax. I don't have a claim on you and I don't own you. Maybe one day... But for right now, I'm just glad I have you as I do. You've trusted me with a secret no one else knows, and you've been there for me when I've really needed you." But I hadn't been there when she'd been kidnapped, I berated myself. "How could I be jealous of her?" I wondered if she was trying to convince me or herself. "What are you doing for the holidays?" Gina asked as she changed the subject.

"I'm headed down south to spend it with my family."

"Oh... Okay. Will you be back soon?" I could hear the disappointment in her voice. While I felt bad for letting her down, there wasn't much I could do about it.

"I'll be gone for about a week, coming back just after New Year's." Part of me hated to leave her for that long, worried about her well-being, but I hadn't seen my family since the summer.

Gina sucked in her bottom lip as she pulled into the parking lot. "I don't want to be a pain...but...um... Do think your parents would mind... if..." I knew what she was asking, and was fairly certain they wouldn't mind, but wanted to be sure first.

"I'll see what they say, but what about your mom? Won't she be lonely?" I didn't want Nancy to go without seeing her family.

"I'm sure she won't mind, if you're there to ask her. She really likes you. I'm just afraid of being away from you for that long." Her voice had gained a tremulous quality to it. "What if Derek comes back?"

"He can't hurt you anymore. I promise." But I promised to see what I could do. I guess she was still healing after all.

Robbie saw me getting out of Gina's car, and while he frowned at her for a moment, when he walked over, he greeted her cordially enough.

"I don't know how or what you did, but thank you, Nick." He grabbed my hand, and shook it in a tight grip that last week would have crushed my hand, but this week, mine seemed just as firm. "Friends?"

"Friends," I replied, glad to turn this long-term enemy into an ally. And to think, all I had to do was get special abilities, steal his girlfriend, shame him, and then set him up with the head cheerleading snob. Easy!

We went our separate ways, and I went to my first class. Shannon saw me after I was done with my final, and came up to me.

"So, are we still on for tonight?" She asked, and despite how identical she looked to her sister, Shanna, it took me a second to realize what she meant.

"I have plans with Shanna tonight. Why, what's up, Shannon?" I smiled at the shocked look on her face. I was glad I'd put that switch in Shanna so that I could tell the two apart.

"How can you do that? Even our parents have a hard time telling us apart...unless we're naked." I couldn't help but grin at her consternation.

"Naked, huh? That might be fun. What's different then?" I had to admit I was curious.

Her confusion turned to a sly grin before she answered. "I guess you'll just have to find out. See you tonight Nick." She gave my ass a squeeze as she walked by. I turned around and watched that nice ass of her own as she left. Was it just me or did it seem like her hips had a little extra sway in them?

I wondered what I'd set myself up for tonight.

My last final was after lunch, so I went back to the library, to see if I could come up with any ideas for defeating the demons. I started doing Google searches for ways that aliens were defeated in popular sci-fi. I didn't think I could create a virus that would kill them, computer or biological, and I didn't have some genius pre-teen boy to lead a fleet against them. Somehow I doubted that nukes would be strong enough, and in the end, I walked to lunch and then my last class with no better ideas, than I'd walked in with.

I was going to have to talk it over with Lela, but she'd left me alone last night, and I didn't know why. Was she jealous over Shanna and Gina? She hadn't talked to me yesterday either when she helped me save Gina from Derek. I was worried that my mistake might have something to do with it as well. What must she think of me? Probably, that I'm a brutish human, barely better than the demons.

But, I hoped she thought we were better than the demons.

I actually had to struggle through my last final, but was glad when it was done.

Lindsey, Brent's sister, followed me out.

"That was a tough one, huh?" I hadn't noticed her since the night at her brother's party, and the image of her brother crawling on top of her filled my mind for a moment, before I could dispel it.

"Yeah, I think it was my hardest one." I turned to start walking home, but she followed after me.

"Hey, I, um, wanted to talk to you. About last Saturday?" I knew what she was going to say, so wanted to alleviate her concerns.

"Don't worry. I haven't told anyone, and quite honestly I don't mind." Especially not after what had happened with Gina, Nancy, and me. I didn't tell her that it had actually turned me on, also.

She gave me a funny stare for a moment. "Oh, that. Yeah, I was surprised it happened, too. I never thought of him that way until that night. Thanks for not telling anyone. But what I meant was, about Shanna. That was really her sister Shannon. I've seen them both in gym, and you can tell the difference if you know where to look."

This was twice now I'd heard that, and my curiosity was piqued. Just as I got ready to ask her though, she turned away from me, and took off, yelling, "Thanks again!"

I shook my head as I walked home. That was an odd and very random encounter. But I didn't think about it too much and turned my thoughts once again to Shanna and Shannon. Was there a mole or a birthmark one had, that the other didn't? If the opportunity arose, I was going to find out.

As soon as I walked into the apartment, I went to shower. Thoughts of being in there with Gina last night floated through my head, but I tried to douse them as I washed. Once I was all dried out and dressed again, I went through my game collection, pulling my favorites out, before realizing that we hadn't decided on where we would have our gaming marathon.

I called Shanna up, to ask her.

"Well, last time we played at your place, so why don't we do it here?" She asked me. "Besides, I have the bigger TV." I couldn't argue with that logic. "By the way, I just have one question."

"Yeah?" I asked, wondering what she wanted to know.

"Why aren't you over here yet?" she asked. I laughed as I hung up the phone, grabbed my games, and since I didn't know how long I'd be staying, a bag of clothes and toiletries.

Shanna didn't live too far away, but the drive seemed to drag on, I was in such a rush to get there. Just as I was parking, I got a text from Gina, "Have fun tonight, and don't forget me. XOXOXO"

I smiled, and was thankful that she wasn't trying to control me. I'd thought of her as clingy and needy only a few days ago, but that opinion was starting to change. She seemed like a sweet and caring girl, but at the same time, just wanted someone to be with her and protective of her.

I felt one of my switches approach the door a moment before it opened. Shanna looked at me, and she was wearing the same clothes Shannon had worn earlier today.

"If you know who I am, you get a kiss." She smiled widely at me.

I decided to play along. "Hmm, let's see. I talked with Shannon earlier today, and she was wearing that outfit, so I'm going to go with Shanna."

"Nope! You—Hey! How did you know?" She had thought she had me, but her disgruntled look only made me laugh.

"I believe you owe me a kiss," I told her, instead of answering her question.

One side of her mouth quirked up in a half smile, as she batted her long lashes at me. She stepped up to me quickly, and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I tried to catch her, but she spun away too quickly, and ran inside.

I smiled ruefully as I followed. She hadn't told me what KIND of a kiss...

Shannon was setting out Doritos and handed me a Mountain Dew when I walked into the main room.

"I saw you and Lindsey talking today. Are you two a thing now?" She asked curiously. I wondered what she was driving at.

"No, she just wanted to make sure I knew it had been you at Brent's party, is all." I replied while I cracked open the soda.

"One of these days, Nick, you're going to tell me how you can tell us apart," Shanna said, coming out of her room, and pulling down a different shirt. I had to laugh when I read it. It said: "These are not the boobs you're looking for," with arrows pointing to each breast. "So, which game am I going to humiliate you in, first?"

I laughed again, "You pick. That way it will be more humiliating when I stomp you."

Both twins laughed, and I realized that even their laughter was the same. With either one, I thought it sounded almost musical.

We spent the next few hours playing various games, and while I held my own well enough, sometimes the girls would team up on me, and then I stood no chance. Both of them were excellent gamers. I briefly wondered how rare it was to find girls as beautiful as them who were also gamers.

As the sun went down, one of them put a beer in front of me (I wasn't paying attention to which one, being too absorbed in defeating her sister), and I didn't realize what it was until I took my first swallow. I choked as the unexpected flavor hit my throat, and my game character was defeated.

"That was a cheap trick," I complained, as I tried to clean the beer off of my chin.

"Oh, I'm sorry. We thought you were old enough to handle alcohol," Shanna teased, and I realized it had been her that'd given me the beer.

"We can make some Kool-Aid, if you prefer," her sister taunted right after.

Shanna was just within arm's reach, and this time I succeeded in snatching her wrist before she could get away. Growling, I pulled her down into my lap, and started tickling her sides.

"I'll show you what I can handle!" I exclaimed, as Shanna went into hysterics at my tickling touch.

A pillow hit me in the face, a moment before Shannon tackled me, giving Shanna the opportunity to slip away. The attack had been too sudden, and Shannon pulled away as well, before I could get a hold of her.

Shanna was breathing heavily, as she looked at me. She was trying to look cross, but the smile behind her long lashes gave away her true feelings. So did her 'happy' switch.

"I want to play a different game," she said finally, as her breathing came under control. By her tone, I knew she didn't mean a different video game.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

"We go into my room," she said, indicating her sister and her, "and come out wearing something different, and you have to guess who we are, as we come out, one at a time. If you get it right, we have to remove one article of clothing, keep it off, and take a drink. If you're wrong, you have to."

I knew I couldn't lose that game. "That's not fair. I'll never lose, and you'll just cheat," I exclaimed.

"We never cheat!" argued Shannon, but I looked at the beer that had distracted me, and watched her cheeks flush red. "We'll mark the inside of one of our hands, so that you can't see it when we come out, but that way we'll have proof when you're wrong."

"You don't understand," I tried to say. "I always know who I'm talking with now. You'll never win." They must have thought I was just bragging, like I'd been doing all night, because they still insisted on doing it.

I put a circle on the inside of Shanna's hand, and an X on Shannon's. The two brunettes walked into Shanna's room, and one of them walked out a few minutes later.

"Shanna," I said without hesitation, feeling the happiness switch in her drop as she lost the round. She took off one of her shoes and took a sip of beer, before walking back into the bedroom.

Shannon came out next, without wearing any shoes, but she ended up losing as well. She claimed that her shoe was already off, so that counted, and I didn't argue. I felt guilty, because I truly couldn't lose this game.

Soon enough, both women were completely naked, and slightly tipsy.

"That really is no fair," Shanna complained, stamping her foot. "How do you know?"

My eyes were roaming both of their bodies, trying to see the one difference in the two, which had been hinted at more than once today, but couldn't see anything. The two were as identical as my eyes could make out.

"Maybe I can read minds," I joked, realizing that I should have thrown a few of the guesses. They had tried every trick they could think of to fool me, but they couldn't change that one switch.

"We've never lost," Shannon complained, and I wondered how many times they'd done this.

"I tried to warn you. I KNOW." Then I had an idea. "How about all or nothing?" I asked.

The twins looked at one another, then back to me, with identical stares. "Go on," Shanna said.

I took a deep breath before I spoke. I wasn't near as tipsy as they were, and didn't know how they would react. "I understand that there is a difference between you two, that can only be seen when naked. Since you are already naked, if I can figure out what it is, I get a REAL kiss from each of you. If I fail, I have to down a whole beer, and completely strip."

Shannon's eyes grew large as she smiled widely, and she said, "Done!"

I was afraid she had accepted that too easy. How small of a difference was it? I stood up and approached them, but they backed off. "What are you doing?" Shanna demanded.

"I have to examine you," I told her.

Shanna succumbed to my argument, and this time they stood still as I walked up to them.

I ran my hands along their stomachs first, but both felt the same: smooth and flat. I walked behind them, and checked out their backs, but still no discernible difference.

I copped a feel of each ass cheek, making them both jump as I did it. Walking back to the front, they were both clean-shaven. I hefted each of their breasts, and still I couldn't figure out what was different. Their legs looked the same, their toes, everything. The only difference I could find in either one was the switch I'd made in Shanna, and that didn't count.

I examined them once more, but with the same result. Finally, defeated, I gave up.

"I can't tell. You win." I said. I wondered if they noticed the incongruity of what I said. Here I was, easily able to tell the two of them apart thanks to the switch I made. But I just told them that I couldn't find any physical differences between them. How can I tell them apart then? It may have been the alcohol affecting them, but I wasn't about to complain.

Shannon handed me my beer, and I downed it, before removing my clothes.




Bait and Switch Ch. 10



"You've been working out!" Shannon exclaimed as I disrobed, and I grinned at her. Both women gave a small sigh when my manhood came out, neither limp, nor hard, but somewhere in-between.

"So, what is it?" I wanted to know. "What is the difference?"

Both women busted up laughing. It took a moment before Shannon could get enough breath to tell me. "There isn't one. I planted that idea in you, to play a trick on you. I even got Lindsey in on it. That's why she talked to you, today." She started laughing again, and I felt the fool. I had been duped. I couldn't be too angry though, because I had cheated on their game too. I just hoped they never asked me how I could tell them apart.

"Oh, don't look so upset," Shanna told me. "I'll still give you a kiss." She placed her hands on my shoulders, stood on her toes, and this time the kiss she gave me was a real one. Her tongue slid between my lips, as her arms wound around my neck, and her hard nipples pressed into my chest. I eagerly put my arms around her slender waist, as I met her tongue with my own. I had already been semi-stiff from having them naked before me, but now with her pressed against me; I was poking her in the stomach.

"Hey, no fair," Shannon complained when her sister pulled away from me. "He lost! He should be kissing us."

Not one to argue, I stepped over to her, wrapped my right arm around her waist, and pulled her to me. She squealed as I placed my hand behind her head, and pulled her lips to mine. She hungrily devoured my lips and tongue, while her hands dropped down to my naked ass, giving my cheeks a firm squeeze.

Shannon backed me up to the couch, and when my heels struck it, I sat down, heavily. She grinned as she straddled my thighs, grabbed my cheeks, and pulled my face back into the kiss.

"It's my turn to have him tonight," Shanna complained. "You had him last time."

Shannon broke off the kiss long enough to look her sister in the eye. "It's not my fault you didn't take the opportunity when you stayed at his place." Part of me felt like a piece of meat. Another part didn't care.

"You know why I didn't," Shanna shot back, and I was now certain that she'd been on the rag. Not that I was adverse to the idea of having sex with a woman during her time of the month, but I enjoyed cunnilingus, and I WAS adverse to that!

Shannon ignored her though, as she turned back to me, kissing me thoroughly. Shanna plopped down next to us, folding her arms underneath her ample breasts, and pouted.

Wondering what I might get away with, I placed my hand on Shanna's thigh, and she didn't remove it. I slowly slid my hand up, but before I reached her crotch, she grabbed my hand, and placed it back further down. Shannon was really starting to moan into our kiss, but I assumed it was to make her sister jealous, as I wasn't doing anything more than kissing her.

I decided to try a different tact with Shanna, and grabbed her right arm. Shannon was still over my legs, and my cock was standing up between us. I pulled Shanna's hand to my stiff member, and she fought me a bit, before succumbing, and wrapping her slender fingers around it. I started to move her hand up and down the length, and after a few strokes, I let go. Her hand continued to jack me off, and I place my hand back on her thigh. A few seconds later, Shanna started to moan as my fingers rubbed her clit. I felt no evidence of a string.

Shannon pulled away from me when her sister moaned, and saw what was happening. She glared at the hand on my rod, but before she could say anything, I leaned forward, and sucked one of her nipples between my teeth. I nibbled lightly on the stiffened red flesh, and Shannon moaned for real, this time. I brought my free hand to her crotch, and easily slipped my middle two fingers into her already wet snatch.

Shanna, pulled my hand away from her crotch, but her other hand remained on my stick, so I didn't mind. A second later, I felt her hair brush against my stomach just before her lips engulfed my cock, and I moaned into Shannon's tit.

I decided to get more comfortable, and tilted my body to the side, and moved Shannon's body with me. I moved her up until I could taste her pussy, while I lay back on the couch.

"Get that cock nice and warmed up for me, Shanna," Shannon ordered her twin. My cock wobbled side-to-side as Shanna shook her head. She wanted it first.

Shanna was devious about it though. She waited until Shannon was cumming on my lips, before getting up, and straddling my crotch, and impaling herself on my spear. Shannon realized she had been tricked, but I quickly nibbled on her clit, and she forgot about it.

Shanna was using long powerful strokes to get me further into her crevice, and pretty soon I felt her crotch touch my balls, and I felt that strangling sensation around the top of my cock again. Shanna cried out, and I let my cock twitch inside her a few times.

I moved my mouth away from Shannon's pussy, and she looked down to see what I was doing. "Remember Brent's party?" I asked her.

She knew immediately what I meant. "You'd like that, wouldn't you, you little pervert." Her words were angry, but I remembered how wet she'd gotten when Brent started to play with his sister. I went back to eating her out, curious what she would do.

After a few seconds, she got off my face, and I was afraid I'd gone too far. She brought her lips down near my ear, and whispered, "Only for you, and only because you have such a wonderful cock. We've shared boyfriends, but we've never done anything with each other." I smiled as she stood back up, and sat back on my face, this time turned the other way. I shoved my tongue as far inside her as it would go, as she leaned over.

I felt a hand at my crotch, and guessed that Shannon was playing with her sister's pussy.

"Shannon, what—" She cut off as she moaned loudly, and he inner muscles gripped my cock as she came. She was breathing pretty heavy, as she started to talk again. "Why are you... That feels good on my nipple... What made you... Ohhhh, yes, rub right there. Ahhhh, fuck, you know right where to touch me. I think I'm gonna cum."

This time as her pussy gripped me, I knew I was close to, and started grunting, as I bucked my hips. Shannon shoved her sister off of me before I shot my first volley, however, and swallowed my load as it came out of me with her mouth. I dove into Shannon's cunt with my tongue, while she sucked the cum from me, until she was cumming all over my face as well.

Shannon's talented mouth didn't let me go limp. She got off of me, and went over to her sister, plastering their lips together, and I saw my cum switch mouths. If I hadn't already still been hard, that would have done it for me. With the one pussy I hadn't been in tonight free, I stood up, and got behind her. My cock was still slick from Shanna's cum, and Shannon's saliva, and it easily slid into the latter's tight tunnel.

Shannon moaned as I bottomed out in her, and still had a bit outside of her. I noticed that Shanna was eagerly kissing her sister, and Shannon actually had a couple fingers in her sister's cunny.

I began to work my hips back and forth, pounding into Shannon, and making her grunt every time I hit her uterus. Shanna came on her sister's fingers, and a moment later, Shannon lifted her head, to look back at me.

"That's it, stud. Fuck my tight pussy. Pound it hard, and make me cum. Make me cum, while I make my sister cum on my hand. Come on! FUCK me!" I took her order to heart, and slammed into her as hard as I could go. On the third thrust, just as had happened with Shanna, I felt something extremely tight slip around the end of my cock, and Shannon shrieked. "Oh gawd, that's deep!" She shook, as an orgasm overtook her, and her knees buckled. She collapsed to the floor, moaning, and shaking, as a small puddle began to leak between her thighs.

Shannon's hand was still within her sister, but I removed it, as I got between Shanna's legs. I slid into her with ease, not quite going all the way in, and smiled as her eyes rolled back in her head. I grabbed a breast in each hand, and started up a nice slow rhythm, both of us moaning at our blissful connection.

Shannon recovered on the floor, and stood back up. She smiled down at us, and then reached down to where we were connected and started playing with her twin's clit. This put her breasts right by my mouth, and I wasn't going to pass up that meal. With a tit in each hand, and another in my mouth, I didn't think life could get any better.

A few seconds later it did, as Shanna came hard, ecstasy wracking her body, as she twisted and writhed against my invading pole, and her sister's fingers. She was moaning so loudly, and gripping me so tightly, I started to cum too. My own body locked up, as I deposited my load into half of this beautiful geek team.

Exhausted, I fell back on the couch, releasing all three tits, and slipping out of Shanna.

I watched through blurry eyes, as Shannon dove between her sister's thighs, and started to suck my cum out of her sister.

"Oh, Shannon! Yes right there, lick me there. Ohhhh, you know right what to do! Oh, fuck, you're gonna make me cum again."

When Shanna finally relaxed, her eyes grew wide, and she backed away from her sister.

"What made you do that?" She demanded.

"I'm sorry," I told her, not wanting there to be any bad blood between these two. "I asked her to."

Shanna stared at me incredulously, till her sister spoke up. "I wouldn't have done it if I didn't want to, Shanna. He might have asked me, but I have wanted to do that for a long time."

"But we're SISTERS!" Shanna exclaimed. "That's incest!"

"You seemed to enjoy it at the time," Shannon argued in a tone that made it hard to argue.

"Yes, but... Well, I did, but... You wanted to?" The anger had leached out of her, and now there was only curiosity. "But we agreed to share boyfriends, not each other."

I wondered briefly if this meant I had been upgraded from REALLY good friend status, to boyfriend. It also made me wonder again about just how many times they had done this before. Either way, I truly didn't have any complaints right now.

"I only agreed to that, because I thought that that was what YOU wanted," Shannon said, and we all laughed. The two sisters hugged each other tightly, until I complained about being left out. Then they both tackled me, laughing, as they tried to tickle me. With my current strength, however, I got the better of the two, and soon had both of them squealing with beautiful laughter. Next thing I knew, Shanna turned the tables on me, as she sucked my cock between her lips, and I realized that I was hard once more.

The only thing I could think of, as to why I was recovering so quickly, was that marathon sex session with Lela.

By the end of the night, none of us knew where one body ended, and the other began.

And Lela didn't come for me again.



Bait and Switch Ch. 11



Thanks to JA & garbonzo607 for their insightful edits.

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The sun was shining pleasantly as we drove south. The roads were dry, though the sides were piled up with snow. All in all it was a pleasant Sunday drive. At least, it would have been if not for a couple of things. Nancy was sitting in the back seat, humming softly to herself, and Lela had refused to talk to me again last night.

Nancy's presence didn't bother me as much as Lela's attitude was. When I'd called my family to see if Gina could come down, my mom had asked after her mom, and then insisted that I invite her as well. Nancy had hemmed and hawed at first, but Gina convinced her it would be good to not be alone for the holidays. I just kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to influence her decision, and to be honest, I really didn't know how I felt about it. A part of me had been hoping to get some alone time with Gina, but that was less likely with her mom there.

Then there was the issue of the chance of my family finding out what I'd done with the two women. Somehow I was sure my parents would freak out, especially my dad. My sister might take it better, but I still didn't want it getting out.

Yesterday had flown by, as Shanna, Shannon, and I recovered from the night's exertions. We ended up sleeping most of the day. I'd gone to see Gina after calling my mom that evening, and she was ecstatic as she got packed. The two women had decided to go do some shopping, and I left them to it, realizing I would have to do some extra Christmas shopping myself, ordering gifts for the twins, and wrapping Gina's. 

I wasn't sure if I should get anything for Donna Frankens, and figured propriety dictated otherwise. I didn't want her to get in any trouble, if someone found out.

Luckily Nancy had opted to pay for gas, as I'd spent more than I'd meant to last night.

I had a peaceful night alone, and was relieved when Lela took me. It dawned on me that she only took me on nights when no one was sleeping with me, for my strengthening treatments. I hoped that meant she wasn't jealous, but when she refused to show herself again. Even though I pleaded with the empty room that I needed to talk to her concerning ways to defeat the demons. Silence and the strength building white light were all that met my requests.

"I hope your family likes me," Gina said the next day, worried for what felt like the hundredth time.

"Relax. You'll be fine," I reassured her again, then thought I'd probably better warn her. "I haven't told you about my sister, have I?" She shook her head. "She's a lesbian. She came out about three years ago. My mom didn't mind so much; though she regretted not having any grandchildren from her, so don't be surprised if she asks when we're having kids."

"Not for awhile, I hope," Gina told me with a laugh. I remembered Robbie complaining that Gina had wanted kids, so that statement kind of surprised me. "I want to finish college first."

"My dad flipped out, though;, called her devil spawn and other not so nice things. He's calmed down since then, but still doesn't like it."

"A parent should always support their children's life decisions," Nancy said from the back seat. "Give you advice if we think you're making mistakes, but if it's what you truly want..." Gina reached over, and squeezed my leg then.

"Thanks, mom. Love you, too," Gina said sincerely.

I decided not to tell them that my dad had been screaming at my mom in the background when I'd called. After Nancy's husband had left her, I could only hope that my parent's didn't get into it too heavily. They had loved each other once, but I had noticed them growing more distant over the last few years. Summer, my sister, blamed herself for our parent's issues, but I doubted it had to do solely with her.

We pulled in about mid-afternoon, and mom ran out to give me a big hug. I felt my cheeks burn at mom's P.D.A. in front of Gina and Nancy, but suffered through it.

"My word!" She exclaimed, pulling away from me, and squeezing my arms. "You've been working out."

I introduced them all.

"Oh, Nick, your girlfriend is so cute!" Mom exclaimed.

"We're not—" Gina and I said in unison, but mom ignored us as she shook Nancy's hand.

"I'm so glad you were willing to come," mom's voice was more exuberant than usual, and I wondered if she was putting on a show for our guests. I hoped her and dad hadn't been fighting too much lately.

"Is Summer here yet?" I asked. I hadn't seen my sister since last Christmas, the only time she was willing to be around our father. We communicated regularly, but it was still nice to see my older sister from time to time.

"No, she said she had to work, and won't be here till Christmas Eve," mom sounded down for a moment, but her smile quickly returned, as she ushered our guests inside, leaving me to unload the car.

It took a number of trips, and despite the cold, I was sweating slightly as I brought the last bags in. Gina and Nancy would be sharing the guest bedroom, which unfortunately was right next to my parent's room. There would be no sneaking in there at night, and my room was across the hallway from theirs. Sadly, it looked to be a sex-free week.

My dad was reading a newspaper in the den and drinking a beer. From the pile of cans next to him, I knew not to bother him, so I found the other three women in the dining room, sipping on hot cocoa. I figured that three beautiful women would be better company than my ornery dad. 

Gina jumped up to make me some, and I gratefully sat down. Between Lela's white light last night, and unloading the car, I was a little tired.

"Your girlfriend is so cute, Nick," mom leaned over and whispered to me. "And smart, too. She's definitely a keeper."

"She's not my girlfriend, mom," I protested again.

Mom looked at me as though she didn't believe a word of it. I was saved from further argument as Gina brought me my steaming drink.

"Thank you," I told her, and was rewarded with her dazzling smile.

Mom and Nancy started talking about work, and I found out that Nancy was a registered nurse at the main hospital. They became so engrossed in their talking, that Gina and I were able to slip out unnoticed.

"Your mom seems nice," she told me, as we walked into the guest room.

"Yeah... Too happy. I think she's hiding something." I told her, trying to keep my words to a minimum. Gina was still affected by my voice, and considering the lack of opportunities ahead of us, I didn't want to cause her any undue stress.

"You worry too much, Nick," she grabbed my shoulders, turning me to look at her. "Or can you read minds now, too?"

I silently laughed, but shook my head. No, I couldn't read minds, but I still worried about how overly cheerful mom acted.

Gina brought her lips to mine, and I kissed her happily, till she moaned. I pulled away, remembering to tell her about the walls.

"The walls are paper thin in here, so be careful what you say. My parents' room is right next door, and you can hear everything," I warned her.

Gina looked to the wall in question, and then turned back to me with a wicked grin. "That could get interesting," she said, as she stepped back up to me, and started kissing me again.

We had to break apart again a few seconds later as we heard our mothers walking down the hallway. I stepped away, and acted as though I were straightening the blankets on the bed. Our mothers looked at us, suddenly growing silent as they walked in, and I knew we weren't fooling anyone. Gina's grin at my attempted ruse didn't help.

I felt foolish, but I had grown up under my parents' rule, and some habits still stuck, apparently.

Dad finally came out of his den before dinner, and barely said two words throughout the meal. Mom more than made up for it though, talking enough for all of us.

Dad only ate half his meal, before standing up, "I'm going into the office. There are some files I need to file."

"But dear, you've been drinking all day, and we have guests. Can't it wait till tomorrow?" Mom asked, worriedly.

"Dammit, don't tell me how much I've drank, woman. I said I need to go, and those files won't file themselves." Dad stormed from the room, his plate still on the table, as we all sat in stunned silence.

I knew my dad was a big shot lawyer, but a case that needed to be filed this late and this close to the holidays? I doubted it.

I kept my mouth shut though, and mom tried to put on a brave face, though she didn't eat anymore either.

When the rest of us were done eating, Gina and I cleared the table, while our moms put the dishes in the dishwasher.

"Why don't you kids go see a movie tonight?" Mom said as we brought the last of the dishes to them. "I'm sure you two don't want to hang out with us old women, and there isn't likely to be any privacy here." Mom winked at me, and I felt my face flush red. 

"Mom!" I whined, but Gina was already dragging me from the room.

Gina wanted to watch some romance movie, but there was a fighting robot movie playing too. We ended up going to the romance movie.

Mom shoved a $20 into Gina's hand before we left, to my disgruntlement, but I had to admit I really couldn't afford much till payday, after I got back. I had plenty in savings, but preferred not to use that if I could avoid it. Taking this week off was really going to hurt, too. I just hope that everyone enjoyed their gifts.

We bought sodas and popcorn, before going into our theater room.

I really shouldn't have worried about the movie choice. As soon as we sat down in the back, just under the projector, Gina's lips were locked to mine. This theater must have upgraded their seating since the last time I was here, as the armrests lifted, allowing us to cuddle up to each other.

Thankfully there were very few people in here on a Sunday night.

Gina's tongue was hungrily moving along my own, as her hand slid into my coat, and pulled me tighter towards her. The lights dimmed, as the opening trailers started up, but my mind barely noticed.

I slid my hand into her coat, but instead of going around to her back, I stopped on her right tit. I gave it a squeeze through her shirt, and only then noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, as I could feel her stiffening nipple with ease.

Gina moaned softly at my touch. There wasn't anyone near us, but it wouldn't serve to get caught. Gina's hand slid down to my crotch, and started playing with my cramped dick through my pants, and I had to break the kiss long enough to up-shift. Gina giggled as I pulled my hand out, but she deftly slipped hers in, and this time it was me that moaned as I felt her fingernails touch my shaft.

Her other hand started working on my zipper, but I grabbed her wrist. "What are you doing?" I hissed, as I looked around. In the dark, with only the screen for light, I didn't think anyone would see us, but you never know.

"Relax," she gave my lips a quick lick with the tip of her tongue, and I relented. I let go of her wrist, and within seconds my hard cock was standing upright in the cool theatre air. It wasn't cold for long, however, as she laid her head in my lap, and swallowed as much as she could between her soft lips. I stripped off my coat, and set it in the seat next to us, ready at a moment's notice to pull it over her if someone came by.

The opening credits of the movie started up, and some cheesy music played, but I could still make out the sucking sounds Gina made as she gobbled my knob. I knew no one else could hear her, but in my paranoia I still wondered why no one was telling us to be quiet.

Gina must have been getting warm too, because she lifted her head long enough to take off her coat, before going back down on me. Placing my hand on her hip, I slid it up under her shirt, until I felt the underside of her boob. Gina moaned as I touched her stiff nipple, and her moan elicited a small moan from me. She used her right hand, and started fondling my balls, intensifying my pleasure.

I continued to fondle her large breast, truly enjoying this first time experience of a public blowjob. Every time I started to get close, I would concentrate on the movie for a few seconds, until the urge subsided, or until she would do something with her tongue that felt fantastic.

I slid my hand down her flat abdomen, to the tops of her pants, and kept going. I had to lean over a bit, but the second my fingers brushed her clit, she began to shudder in orgasmic bliss. The fact that she was so turned on from giving me pleasure, and what little I had done for her set me over the edge, and I let out my loudest moan (though still comparatively quiet) in the theater, as I started to ejaculate into her sucking orifice.

Gina sat up and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, whispering, "Thank you," before cuddling into my arms, and eating popcorn.

The rest of the movie didn't seem so bad after that, though occasionally I could hear explosions from the robot movie next door.

When we arrived back to my parents' place, I noticed dad still wasn't home. We tried to walk in quietly, but we needn't have bothered, as both of our mothers were passed out in the family room, one empty bottle of wine on the coffee table, and another half empty, still clutched in my mom's hand.

Gina helped me carry Nancy back to the guest room, and I told her I could get my mom on my own.

My mother was much shorter than me and pretty light. It was pretty easy for me to pick her up in my arms and carry her to her room. I slipped off her shoes, but didn't dare do anything more with her clothing. I pulled back her sheets, and positioned her in bed. Before I could pull the covers up, however, her arms hugged me tight, and she pulled me down into a drunk, sloppy kiss. I could taste the wine on her tongue as it drove into my shocked mouth.

As soon as my senses returned, I pulled away, and heard her murmur, "I love you." She must be dreaming of better times with dad, I thought, as I carefully pulled the covers over her. And then, I heard "Thank you, Nick."

Her voice froze me as I stepped out of her door. Had she known it was me when she kissed me, or did she wake up in between the kiss and me pulling the covers over her?

In a fog of confusion, I walked across the hallway to my room, and stripped down to my boxers, without turning on the light.

I felt my way over to my old bed, wondering if I was going to get any sleep tonight. The one good thing about being alone was that hopefully Lela would come get me tonight. I would plead with her to talk to me. I needed her advice in order to defeat the demons. I couldn't do it alone.

A soft giggle was the only warning I had, before a very naked Gina pulled me to her, pressing her luscious body to mine.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, trying to speak around her attempts to kiss me.

"They're both passed out drunk," she told me. "They'll never know." I wasn't too sure about that, after what'd happened in my parent's room.

"My dad could be home at any minute," I warned, but she didn't care, and her insistence soon turned my thoughts around. If I heard him come in, we'd just have to stop.

I finally let our mouths come together, and she nearly sucked my tongue out of my mouth as she yanked my pants down to my thighs. She wasted no time in straddling my hips, gripping my member, and with a deft hand, I was soon inside her. She took as much of me into her tight twat as it could hold in one quick push. I couldn't believe how horny she was. She must have enjoyed that movie more than I'd thought.

I lifted my head, and latched onto one of her dangling breasts, the nipple already hard, as I ran my tongue around the areola, and nibbled the tit. It didn't take her long like this, before she shoved my head down, and kissed me furiously, moaning into our kiss. I brought my hands down to her firm ass, and squeezed both cheeks, as I started hunching my hips, and trying to drive her orgasm higher. Thankfully she'd given me that blowjob earlier, because at that pace, I likely wouldn't have lasted long.

Gina broke the kiss, and placed her head next to mine, before turning it, and nibbling on my earlobe, moaning softly with each of my thrusts.

Some small, almost insignificant sound caught my attention, and I remembered my father. I froze, holding Gina tight, hissing, "Stop, I think my dad is home." Unfortunately I forgot the effect my voice had on her, as she started to cum again. I had to fight back my own moans, as her cunny undulated around my stationary tool.

A few seconds later, I heard my parents' door open, and then close. I was in a bad spot now. We could stop, but that would likely leave me hurting. At the same time, I didn't dare keep going, with my dad awake across the hall.

Then I thought about Summer's room. It was next to mine, but further away from my parent's. If we could slip in there quietly, we might be able to continue.

Gina was game to try. Every footfall sounded unnaturally loud on the carpet, every breath oddly raspy and heavy, and I could have sworn I heard my door open on its silent hinges. Yet somehow we found ourselves in my sister's old room. As soon as the door closed behind me, with the loudest click I probably didn't really hear, Gina plastered her body back against mine, and she started to nibble on my neck. I reached down and gripped her hind end, lifting her up, and setting her back onto my quickly re-hardening rod. It had gone a bit limp from the worrisome trek to this room, but Gina's touch definitely had its effect on my libido.

Using my upper body strength, I lifted her up and down my cock, loving how her canal gripped my rod. I've never felt her so wet before, and I wondered what had brought it about, as her juices dripped off my scrotum, and dribbled down my legs. The only reason I could think of, was the long day in my presence, but unable to really do anything till now. I had tried to talk as little as possible, but I couldn't be rude. If that were the case, we would need to find some secluded spot to screw daily, or she would tear me in half after a few days without.

My strength wasn't unlimited, and after her second orgasm, moaning hard into my neck, I walked us over to where I could make out the bed in the moonlight streaming through the window.

I laid her flat on the bed, and threw her legs onto my shoulders. Squeezing her legs together made her impossibly tighter and I smiled as she had to bite her hand, in order to stifle her moans. I loved the way she looked, as she tried to keep her noises down. A small part of me wanted to see if I could make her break, and moan out loud. Luckily better sense prevailed. 

I started nibbling on her ankles near my face, and felt her start to cream again. It was too much for me, and I pumped my second load of the night into her slippery hole.

Gina's moans escaped her lips as I continued to pump my seed into her. When I finally pulled out with a wet slurping sound, I collapsed next to her. Gently kissing her shoulder, I whispered, "You're trouble, you know that?"

She giggled, but after a moment, we both agreed that we needed to get to our own beds.

"Bye Nick," Gina whispered and gave me a kiss before I left. I could definitely get used to this.

Safely back in my old room, I found my boxers buried in the blankets, and just had enough time to pull them on, when I suddenly found myself in the blue, corner-less room.

The white light immediately surrounded me, and I could feel my strength leaching out of me.

"Lela, PLEASE! I need to talk with you. You don't have to come in here, just talk with me." I felt for her switches, but just as had happened every other night since our night-long mating session, she was somehow shielded from me.

"I'm sorry," I continued to plead, "I'll do anything I can to make it up to you, but I need to talk about the demons. I need your help to defeat them."




Bait and Switch Ch. 11



Silence met my cries for help.

Defeated, I dropped to my weakened knees, and wondered how much she must hate me. I couldn't understand why she would save me when Derek had captured me, but that had been the only time she had acknowledged my existence since that Monday night, almost a week ago.

The white light vanished, and I waited to be sent back to my room.

And waited.

I must have dozed off, because a soft voice startled me, and I tipped over. Looking up from the softly vibrating floor, I saw a dark rectangular hole in one side of the rounded room, with a hand sticking out of the inky blackness.

"Come with me," the two tones of Lela's voice sounded tired. Silently I stood, and walked over to the opening.

I couldn't see beyond, and fear clutched my throat as the arm disappeared into the impossible darkness. It looked like the hand was just floating there, sticking out of nothingness. I realized she must be able to see just fine in that darkness, and grasped her three-fingered hand.

She pulled me through the black rectangle slowly, but firmly. My steps were halting at first, but as the blackness swallowed me, and all sight vanished, I felt suddenly alone, despite the hand I held. Lela pulled me on, and after a few steps, I picked up my pace a little, and Lela didn't have to drag me as much. I placed my trust in the alien. The light vibrations in the smooth floor didn't trip me up, and soon she stopped.

I almost ran into her, not expecting the cessation of motion. I felt her breath near my ear, a moment before I heard her voice. "Don't speak. Stand here and I will be back."

I opened my mouth to protest, ignoring what she'd just told me, but a finger against my lips silenced me. Her small hand left mine, and then I truly was alone.

Or thought I was. A cacophony of noise assaulted my ears, and it took me a few moments to realize that it was Lela's language I was hearing. It sounded like many of her race were speaking at once. Some of the dual-toned voices sounded deeper, and I thought they must be males.

I wanted to know what was going on, but Lela's warning not to talk stuck with me.

"You are the human, Nick Xavier, correct?" It took me a moment to realize that I'd understood that, and the question had to be repeated again before I thought to answer. Lela's prohibition against speech couldn't stay if I was asked a question, could it? When it was asked a third time, with more insistence, I decided I'd better answer.

"Y-Yes. I'm Nick Xavier." What was going on? The voice that'd asked sounded deeper than Lela's.

"And you have the ability to make physical changes with your mind?" I realized he was referring to my switches.

"My switches, yes. Hey, what—" I didn't get to demand what was going on, as I got cut off.

"And six of your planet's rotations ago, you made a change in the one you call Lela, causing her to mate with you?"

The shame of it still beat at me. I hadn't understood what I was doing. I didn't mean to hurt her. All these things I wanted to tell them, for now I understood I was on trial, but instead I only said, "Yes," and dropped my chin to my chest.

The room erupted again in their language, and I felt someone take my hand. I followed who I hoped was Lela back the way I thought we'd come in.

The way back seemed to take longer, as the person holding my hand would stop occasionally, and then continue on.

Without warning I was back in the blue room. One moment I had been walking in nothingness, the next, the blue light was blinding me.

The hand in mine darted back into the black, before I could adjust to the new brightness. I kept a firm grip on her hand, however, and didn't let her go. I used my other hand to rub my eyes, as they adjusted.

"Lela, please. What is going on? How much trouble am I in? Was that a trial? Are you in trouble? Don't leave." My eyes had finally adjusted to the light blue light, but all I could see was her hand sticking out of that impenetrable black. I pulled on the hand, wanting to look into her silvery eyes.

She fought me only a little, before stepping into the room. 

I wasn't prepared for what I saw. 

Her eyes looked haggard, and worn, deep bags lining the underside of her eyes. Her shoulders were slumped, and everything about her bespoke of exhaustion. She wasn't even wearing her light suit. She looked decidedly different without the light dancing along her smooth pink skin. But none of that is what truly surprised me.

Lela was pregnant.

Her stomach was noticeably larger than the last time I'd seen her. She saw me looking, and yanked her hand out of mine, covering herself up.

Before I got a chance to speak, I was back in my own room, back in darkness, though not as dark as it had been following Lela.

What was going on, and how could Lela be pregnant? She'd told me that we weren't genetically compatible. Was she in some kind of trouble because of what I'd done?

"Lela," I whispered, not wanting to wake anyone else in the house, "forgive me."



Bait and Switch Ch. 12



Thanks to garbonzo607 for his insightful edits.

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I was depressed over the next few days, as all I could think about was Lela's pregnancy, and how sad she'd looked as she'd left me.

Lela still took me every night that Gina didn't sneak into my room, but never showed herself again. If my math was correct, I was getting close to being done with my strengthening treatments as it was nearly the end of the promised two weeks, and I was afraid she would abandon me after that.

I still feared that my parents would find out about what'd happened with Nancy, Gina, and me. Nancy and mom had became fast friends, and the two usually drank late into the night together, chatting about various things, but if the night of the threesome ever came up, mom never mentioned it. She never mentioned the kiss she'd given me either, though sometimes I would catch her looking at me, and her cheeks would turn red.

My dad spent most of his time at the office. When he was home, he was short-tempered, and usually drinking. We soon learned to leave him be. I was fairly certain he was cheating on mom, but had no proof. I was tempted to use my switches, and had put one in him to calm his anger, though I hated using it, as I was still uncomfortable with manipulating anyone.

Gina was my only saving grace. She saw how down I was, and did everything she could to cheer me up: parking lot blowjobs, plenty of sex when we could be alone, she even rented a room for a couple hours, and let me back into her ass again. It all helped, but Lela's silver eyes still haunted my thoughts.

Christmas Eve dawned white and slightly snowing; the day Summer was supposed to arrive. Dad had already left for work, telling us not to expect him home for dinner, some big case he claimed, and Mom and Nancy were still recovering from last night's drinking binge.

"You go get your sister," Gina told me, giving me a quick smooch. "I'll take care of our mothers. Go on! Maybe she can cheer you up, goodness knows I've failed." That last was said under her breath, and I felt bad, because I knew she had been trying, but how could I explain to her that I was depressed over getting an alien pregnant, and possibly getting her in trouble?

I left, putting on my best smile, though it felt tight, but not before giving her a big hug and kiss. The drive was a long one, only because of the holiday traffic, and the airport was overcrowded. I listened to the radio, not much in the mood for Christmas music, and ended up listening to talk radio. Apparently there was something going on in some city I'd missed the name of, and strange objects were popping out of the air. I wondered if this was another of Lela's experiments.

I quickly turned off the radio, not wanting to think about Lela.

I had to park a fair distance from the terminal, and my breath misted long and white as I walked through the lightly drifting snow. By the time I made it to the baggage claim, Summer was already waiting for me.

"Nick! Over here!" Her alto voice easily cut through the loud hum of noise, and I turned to see her waving and smiling. Even at this distance, I could see her bright blue eyes sparkle, as her light brown hair bounced with her jumping.

A natural smile turned my lips upwards, as I walked over to her. She had a ton of baggage around her legs.

"So how is my little brother doing?" She asked, and then flung her arms around me in a big hug.

Time froze in that instant, as an explosion seemed to go off in my head. Suddenly I could feel every switch I'd ever made, except for Lela's. Not only was I aware of them all, but I knew exactly where they were in relation to me.

That wasn't even the most shocking part. I could actually 'see' some of them in my mind. See what they were doing, what they were wearing. Or in my dad's case, not wearing.

The moment ended as Summer pulled away from me, a confused expression on her face.

"Wh-what was THAT?" She exclaimed. Had she seen it too? For a few seconds I didn't know what to say, still too stunned by the whole experience. Summer's hand lifting to touch me, scaring me, and I backed away.

"What was what? Did you eat something bad on the plane?" The evasion sounded thin to my ears.

"That... I dunno...image. I saw some people, and—" She covered her mouth in shock. "Oh my...Dad! He was naked, and it looked like he was..." She trailed of, and I knew what she'd seen. Our father nude, standing up, with his cock somehow parallel to the ground, sawing his hips back and forth. If I had seen the present, then he was currently fucking someone, and I knew he wasn't in his office.

"Let's get your bags. We need to go," I told my older sister rather brusquely. I had a chance to catch my father, and I was going to use it.

"Wait, hold on. I don't understand," Summer complained, but I ignored her, as I manhandled her baggage onto a cart. "Careful with that, there are gifts in there," she complained about my rough treatment.

I practically ran back to my car and pushing the cart, hoping that my sister would keep up. My heart was thumping as I loaded the vehicle. "Will you tell me what is going on?" Summer gripped my arm through my coat, and spun me to face her.

"Nothing," I lied, "I just want to get going." I finished getting all of her bags in, and jumped in the car. Exasperated, Summer climbed into the passenger seat.

"I don't believe you, Nick. What was that back there when we hugged? I saw all those people, and so did you! Don't deny it; I saw it in your eyes." I kept quiet, trying to picture in my mind where I had seen our father, but the image was fading. Summer experimentally reached her finger out, and touched mine on the steering wheel, and suddenly it was there again, but somehow weaker this time. I could still picture him, he was lying on his back know, fondling something in the air, but I couldn't feel or sense any of the switches from up north by the campus. My dad seemed somehow foggy, too. Nancy was still asleep, and Gina looked like she was watching TV, but that was it. The two women were even more faint, almost wisps.

Summer pulled her hand back, and looked at her finger as though it were a new and strange object to her. Then she touched my coat, but nothing happened. Whatever was going on required physical contact, and the more contact, the more powerful the images and senses were.

The traffic going this way was clearer, and I soon found the exit I needed. 

Summer kept demanding to know what was going on. "I touch you, and I see things, but how can that be?" She shook herself, and then laid her hand on my cheek, but I pulled away. I needed to concentrate on driving right now. "Why do I sense something about anger with dad, but different things with those other two? And some of those others... Nick, what is this?"

"I'll explain later," I told her. We were almost there.

"I'd hoped never to see dad like that again." Even as I concentrated on where I sensed him now without her touch, her softly whispered words registered to me.

"You've seen dad like that before?" My anger was starting to boil, as I pulled into the parking lot of a motel. My dad's anger switch was completely off, which was my only indication of how he was feeling.

"Why do you think I moved away, and never come home except for Christmas?" Summer replied quietly. She looked at me for a long while, and I knew she was trying to come to a decision. Apparently she'd made it, for she continued softly, "He used to sneak into my room at night, and cover my mouth while he molested me. I hate him. It's part of why I became a lesbian, just to piss him off. Well, there were other reasons too..." She looked at me, and I saw her cheeks were bright red.

"Stay here," I told her, placing my hand on hers, to confirm which room he was in. I didn't really need to, as I could sense him on my own, but I hoped to comfort her some as well. "I'll be right back." I also wanted to make sure I was interrupting him.

"You're going to confront him aren't you?" I could see fear in her beautiful light-blue eyes. "No Nick, don't. He's stronger than you!" She gripped my arm, and then looked at me in shock, and I knew she was feeling my new muscles. I had compared myself to the picture I'd taken on my phone, and it was hard to believe how small I used to be.

"I can handle him," I told her, getting out of the car.

She got out too, and I almost told her to go back, but then thought she might need this more than I did.

We walked up to the door, and I took a couple breaths to steady myself, before knocking.

"Who is it?" An extremely annoyed male voice sounded from the other side. Our dad's voice. I made sure to stand off to the side of the peephole, and knocked again, without saying a word. I heard noises inside, as someone fumbled around. Summer grabbed my hand, and squeezed it tightly.

I could now see my dad trying to pull a blanket around his waist, as he approached the door. He looked frustrated when he couldn't see anyone through the hole. It looked as though he was going to turn back around, but I knocked again. I could see the anger rise in him at the same time I felt his switch move.

"I swear if some kid is playing a prank on me, I'll..." The door opened, and he stood stunned as his two kids stared back at him.

I acted fast, and paralyzed him with a new switch. It seemed so easy to do, with Summer holding my hand. 

"Who is it, dear?" A feminine voice called from the bathroom, but dad couldn't answer. Despite not being able to see this other person, I was somehow able to paralyze her too. I was shocked because this was the first time I'd created a switch on someone or something I couldn't see. I looked down to where I was still gripping my sister's hand. Somehow she was magnifying my ability. With the switch in the hidden woman, I could now mentally see her, crouching naked behind the bathroom door. She looked only a little older than me.

I looked up to Summer's eyes, and saw the anger in them. She spoke to me, without taking her eyes off of our father. "Nick, I don't know how you're doing it, but we'd probably better get inside."

I agreed, and we both pressed by our frozen father, before I turned, and closed the door. I turned him to face the room, before walking in and picking up the other woman, and then carrying her to the bed. She kind of looked funny lying there, with her body in a crouching stance, so I tried to move her 'paralyze' switch. It wouldn't budge. For a second I panicked, but then had an idea. I walked back over to Summer, and grabbed her hand, and I was able to move the switch again. Apparently anything I did while touching my sister was much stronger than on my own. As soon as the woman could move again, she tried to get up and flee, but I refroze her (without touching Summer), just as she sat up.

I turned back to our dad, and I could see a tear of fear leaking from one of his eyes. I had to take Summer's hand again to do anything to him, and I tried to slowly lessen his paralysis, wanting only his head to be able to move. It didn't work that way, though, and instead, he became very slow, like every movement required a lot of effort. 

I let him go completely, and locked the door mentally at the same time. Dad ran for it, but since I'd locked it while touching Summer, he couldn't get out, and couldn't unlock it.

He spun on me then. "Devil's spawn," he spat. "What do you think you're doing?" He raised his hand to me, and it was all too easy to make him immediately weak. When his hand came down against my face, it felt like no more than a light caress.

"I recommend you sit down, and listen to us," I told him. I was surprised at how calm my voice sounded, calm as a cold Antarctic night. For a moment it looked like he was going to argue with me, but when I didn't back down, I felt his anger recede, and by the look in his eyes, it was replaced with stark terror.

I waited until he was seated, before letting go of my sister's hand. She immediately re-grabbed it though, and I realized she wanted to know everything I was doing. I resolved that I would have to be careful of any switches I made.

I had forgotten about the other woman, till dad looked at her as he sat down. I looked at her more closely, and realized that she was probably younger than me. Old enough to be legal, but not by much. Her small breasts hung from her chest in her seated position.

"Who is she?" I asked first.

"Let me go, and you can have her," the older man pleaded. A small part of me laughed at how petty he was. A very small part.

"I asked who she was. She can go soon enough."

My father licked his lips a few times, his eyes flickering between Summer, the girl, and me, before answering. "She is one of my interns."

"And how long have you been cheating on mom with her?" Summer asked next, anger lacing her voice.

"With her? Only a couple months," those words informed me that this woman wasn't the first. I looked to her, and knew that she wasn't the home wrecker. My father was the guilty one.

I turned to the young woman, and spoke to her for the first time. "I'm going to let you go. Get dressed, and leave here. You won't remember this when you walk out the door." I let go of Summer's hand long enough to move the switch, before she gripped it again, this time lacing her fingers through my own. I prepared a 'memory' switch in the girl, and as soon as she was dressed, I told her, "Think about everything that happened here. Think hard." She nodded, and I could see mascara stains on her cheeks where her tears had ran. I flipped the switch, and saw her eyes go blank, before pushing the very confused young woman out the door.

Summer grabbed a hold of me once more, and this didn't go unnoticed by our father. I saw him sneer as he looked at us, and my anger rose, but his words only confused me. "So that's it, huh? She finally confesses to you, and you are now in cahoots?" He spat on the floor, and Summer let go of me, covering her mouth, and shaking her head. I could see that his words were troubling her.

"Shut up, unless we ask you a question," I told him. He flinched at my tone, and I saw the fear return to his eyes. 

"What are you going to do to me? Kill me?" I didn't know what I was going to do with him now that I had him, but I couldn't just let things go on as they had been. Of course, I couldn't kill him either. I was no murderer, no matter how angry I was.

"You're a lawyer, let's make a deal," I told him, trying to stall for time.

He laughed, but I could tell it was forced. "Ha! You can't prove anything, and if you tell your stupid mother, I'll just divorce the dried up old bitch and leave her penniless." That's when I knew what I needed to do.

"You're half right," I said. "You will divorce our mother, but it will not be her that is penniless." He tried to cut me off, but I just paralyzed him again, not wanting to hear his filthy mouth. I explained everything he was going to do, and made it clear that I would be watching the whole time. If he slipped up, he would regret it. I gave him a small taste of my ability, as I made his foot start to ache, and then increased it, until I could hear a slight moan coming from his locked throat. After a couple seconds I stopped the pain, and released him from his paralysis.

"Okay, okay! I'll do whatever you want. Just don't... Don't do whatever it is your doing anymore." He was crying as he pleaded with me.

"Go home right now, and do as you were told," I ordered him, and watched as he quickly got dressed. "And in case you change your mind, know that if I could find you here, I can find you anywhere." When he looked at me, I could see that he understood.

His tires screeched as he pulled out of the parking lot.

"Oh, Nick. He had me so worried, but you handled that so well. I can't believe he was cheating on mom, though I probably should have guessed." She looked back to me then, and I saw fear return to her eyes. It hurt all the more, because I knew it was directed at me. "What...what are we?"

"Brother and sister," I told her, pulling her into a hug, and feeling her arms surround me. As our cheeks touched, we were able to see our dad driving, and there was no mistaking the panic in his eyes. We sat on the bed, holding each other, and watching his progress. As he got closer to home, I saw his face change slightly, and then he made a wrong turn, and started driving away. I made his foot hurt again, and even at this distance, it was easy, so long as there was physical contact between Summer and me. He slammed on his breaks, but I waited till he'd turned around, before I released him from the pain.

Our father drew close to home and I realized we couldn't see our mother. It took only a little effort to make a happy switch in her from this distance. I had to use Nancy's position in relation to where my father was talking to make it. As soon as I did, we could see our mother, and though we couldn't hear dad's words, our mother's reactions told us enough. Nancy stood and struck him across the face while mom cried. I felt bad for mom, but I knew she would be better off when this was over. Dad raised his arm to strike Nancy back, but when his foot hurt suddenly he dropped his hand, and fled, leaving all of his possessions. I was fairly certain he would do as he'd been told. He was to divorce mom, leaving her all of his money, and paying a sizeable sum every month afterwards. If he ever contacted her again, he'd regret it.

It was some time after we'd watched dad leave, before Summer pulled away from me.

"About what dad said..." She looked pensive, and I felt sorry for all of the pain our father had caused her.

"Don't worry about it," I tried to tell her confidently. "He's long gone, and it doesn't matter anyway."

She gripped both my hands, and looked me in the eyes. "But it does. You see, he started doing what he did to me for a reason." She dropped her eyes then, and I saw a tear roll off her nose.

"He did it because he was wrong in the head," I protested.

"Will you just shut up and listen to me?" I nodded, shocked by her outburst. "I never told you why he started to molest me, or why I never told anyone before now. After what you did for me and mom today, I think you should know." I almost opened my mouth to tell her she didn't owe me anything, but the flash of anger in her eyes stopped me. "I used to keep a diary. I kept all of my personal and private thoughts in it. Dad found it one day, and read it. When I got home, he confronted me about some of the... things, I'd written in it. Things about you."

I was baffled. What could she have written in her diary that would make their father molest her? I soon found out.

"I wrote about spying on you in the bathroom, even hid in your closet a couple times to watch you masturbate. I wondered what it would be like to have...to... Well, to be with you in ways that brothers and sisters shouldn't be." She dropped my hands, but this time it was me that grabbed hers back. When she looked up at me, I gave her an encouraging smile. This was the last thing I'd ever expected to hear from my older sister, but considering what'd happened with Shanna and Shannon, not to mention Nancy and Gina, her words didn't bother me. A few weeks ago, I probably would have freaked out.

"Dad told me that he would tell everyone what a pervert I was, unless I let him...touch me. He hid the diary, so I couldn't get rid of it." I could see that it was a huge effort for her to make this confession to me; by the way she held my hands loosely, the hitch in her voice from time to time, and the fear that I would reject her evident in her soft blue eyes.

"Did he..." I almost couldn't ask, "did you go all the way?"

"No, thankfully. He wouldn't do that, but the whole time he slipped his fingers in me, or twisted my nipples, he would tell me what a pervert I was. That was why I told everyone I was a lesbian. I had found where he'd hidden my diary, and destroyed it. He no longer had any proof, and if he told anyone, they would laugh, because I'd already confessed to being only interested in women." She sucked in a deep breath, and I could see that she was building the courage to speak some more. "You probably hate me now, don't you? You think I'm a pervert, too. It's okay. I am a pervert for wanting you." She laughed a little then, but it was at herself, "You used to be such a skinny geek then, not this macho man, with some kind of superpowers. You made that woman forget about tonight. Will you do the same for me?"




Bait and Switch Ch. 12



She looked at me with hope in her eyes, but I remembered how Gina had felt after I took away one of her memories.

"No," I told her softly.

She nodded, not arguing or pleading with me, but accepting my decision with sadness. "I understand. You probably don't want to be around your perverted sister right now, just...just please don't tell mom what I told you."

"Summer," her name was soft on my lips, and when her eyes met mine, I knew my next words were true, "there is nowhere else I'd rather be, than here with you right now." Before she could speak, or say anything, I leaned forward, and kissed her softly on the lips. I could taste the salt from her tears, as she sat stunned, holding my hands, but her body frozen.

Then just as her namesake does to ice on a hot day, so too did her body melt, as her hands left mine, only to grip my face and pull me to her, as she lay back in the bed. I fell on top of her, as her tongue darted into my mouth, and licked along my teeth and gums.

Wrapping my arms around and under her, I rolled us over, so that she was on top. We kissed for a while, before she broke away, and I saw the fear return to her eyes.

"We need to stop before we go too far," she told me, her breath coming heavy.

"Do we?" I asked, pulling her face back down to mine, and getting even more turned on by her capitulating moan. I unzipped her coat, and slid it off of her, feeling her do the same for mine.

Our mouths hungrily devoured one another, as our hands worked over each other's clothes. I felt her hands drop to my pants, as she unzipped me, and pulled my cock free, only to jump back as if she had been burned.

"You're my brother. We shouldn't do this, no matter how much I want this," her eyes looked worried, and I saw her bottom lip was quivering.

"And if I want it too?" I asked. "If you say no, then I'll not force it, but all you have to do is look at how turned on I am, to know that I want this also."

Her eyes dropped down to my rod poking out from my zipper, and I think she licked her lips, before looking back up to my eyes.

"Maybe...Maybe it wouldn't be so wrong, as long as we didn't go all the way," I wasn't sure if she was asking me, or telling me, but I wasn't about to argue against her.

When I nodded, you would have thought I'd given her the world. She nearly tackled me, she kissed me so forcefully. I laughed into our kiss, till she grabbed my meat, and turned my laugh into a moan. I slipped my hand down to her rear, and gave it a squeeze. She pulled away from me, with a slight smile.

"I've licked lots of pussy, but this will be my first blowjob, sorry if it's not very good." She told me apologetically.

"Are you still a virgin... With a man, I mean?" I asked, concerned.

"A girl in college broke my hymen with a dildo," she said, blushing prettily, "but I have never gone all the way with a man." She shifted down my body, and sucked my cock into her mouth. It felt great, but I could tell she was inexperienced; she used her teeth too much, and not enough of her tongue. I gently gave her tips, and she quickly got the hang of what I liked, making me moan, as she slurped up and down my shaft.

"Stop," I told her, after a bit, sitting up.

"I'm sorry. I know I'm terrible at it. We don't need to go any further." Her constantly getting down on herself was getting on my nerves, but I kept my voice calm.

"We can stop whenever you want to, but that isn't why I stopped you. You're doing great. I just want to return the favor." She looked at me uncertainly, and I wondered if she was going to back down.

"I guess if you really want to..." I leaned forward and kissed her, forcing her backwards. We had to scoot a bit to keep her on the bed, but I quickly undid her pants, and nearly ripped them off as quickly as I could, followed immediately by her panties.

Her legs were a light bronze tan color, shining, and shapely, leading up to her clean-shaven pink lips. I smiled as I looked up at her, and noticed that she was staring back at me wide eyed.

"I can't believe this is happening," I barely heard her say to herself.

I lifted her left leg, and brought it to my lips, kissing her firm calf, before trailing kissed up to her knee, thigh, and then finally on her soft pink labia. Summer moaned as my lips touched hers, and her hips jerked when my tongue flicked across her clit.

Her fingers dug into my hair, as she pulled me tighter to her crotch, and I savored the flavor of her. Over the last couple weeks, I had noticed that each woman tasted different, even the twins, though their difference was much more subtle, but I'd have to say that Summer tasted the best. I dove my tongue into her, lapping up her juices, and making her cream all over my face, time and again, before she finally pulled my face up to hers, and kissed me, tasting her own fluids on my lips. When her tongue was done with my mouth, she moved to my cheeks and chin, completely cleaning me.

Without thinking, I started to rub the head of my dick against her slippery slit, but she pushed me away slightly.

"I want you in me, but maybe we shouldn't. That would be going too far." I could see the desire in her eyes, but I could also see the fear. We would be siblings for a lifetime, I figured, there would be plenty of time later, and the demons were still months away.

"Okay, like I said, I won't force you, but I have an idea that may satisfy us both." I waited for her nod, before continuing. Placing the underside of my prick along her lips, I started to move my hips. Pressed between her pussy, and my stomach, it didn't feel nearly as good as if I was inside her, but I knew I could at least get off this way.

I also noticed something else. The entire time we had been touching, I could see everyone I'd made a switch in, with my mind, and knew she was sharing the vision. With this much contact, I could almost sense Lela, miles above the Earth's surface. It was almost like being a voyeur, being able to watch everybody, while Summer and I played this dangerous game.

My sister was scratching my back through my shirt, as she moaned and hunched her hips against my thrusts. I slipped my hands up her shirt, and felt her smallish breasts, and was so turned on by the sudden realization that I was humping my older sister that I started to blow my wad before I knew it.

She couldn't miss the fact that my semen was squirting across her shirt and stomach, and started to cry out, "I can't believe my little brother is cumming on me. Cum for me, Nick, and make me cum. I'm cumming! Oh, I'm CUMMING!"

Summer shook underneath me for a bit, and when she finally came down from her high, I kissed her softly and lovingly on her lips.

"Thank you, Nick," she told me after a few moments of tender kissing. "I know you only did that to make me feel better, and I appreciate it."

Now why did she have to go and ruin a good moment like that? I wondered.

"Dammit, Summer," I exclaimed. "If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't have. I wanted that as much as you did, and if I hear one more—" She cut me off with a laugh and a kiss, followed by the biggest hug she's ever given me.

Summer had to change her shirt, as it was covered in my seed, but we got cleaned up and dressed as fast as we could, and drove home. I knew everyone would start to get worried about us soon.

On the drive home, I told her the same story I'd told Gina, explaining my powers, but saying nothing of Lela. I'm not certain why I continued to keep her a secret, but something inside of me didn't want to let that secret out. I also explained how different it was, when I was in physical contact with her.

Gina met us at the door, and greeted my sister with a warm smile. Summer leaned over and whispered accusingly, "You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend."

Gina still heard her, "He's not my boyfriend. We're just really good friends." Shanna had said nearly the exact same words to me, and I wondered at my luck with women lately. Gina's face turned somber then, before saying, "Your dad showed up a while ago. It wasn't pretty."

"I know," I told her, and she didn't seem surprised.

"I kind of wondered if you had something to do with it," she said thoughtfully. "The way he handed her everything, and yet seemed so angry about it, I thought you might have had a hand in it. Your mom took it pretty hard. She says she always knew he was cheating, but didn't think he would let her leave the marriage with anything. I think she will be able to move on, pretty quick."

We went back to find Mom and Nancy sharing a glass of wine, and she must have been recovering quicker than we thought, as she met us with a smile, and hugs.

"To Christmas Eve, and new beginnings," I toasted when a glass was filled for me, and the others repeated my toast, and then sipped their drinks.

We drank deep into the night, and I had to carry each of the women to their beds. Mom didn't bother me with any more kisses, I think she was too far gone, but Gina tried to pull me in next to her mom, and make out with me, before I could break away. I wasn't comfortable doing anything with my sister here now, and Gina was snoring before I even reached the door. Summer thanked me again when I tucked her in, giving me a quick shy kiss, murmuring, "Maybe next time, maybe next time..." before falling asleep.

I stumbled to my own bed, and collapsed into it, not even bothering to get undressed.

Lela took me, and I awoke in the blue room, still slightly drunk.

I didn't even bother pleading with her to come see me. What was the point? It hadn't done any good, and I was tired of trying. The white light bathed me in its glow, and I continued to lay there till it was done.

When I wasn't immediately sent back to my room, I got up, wondering if she was going to come for me after all.

Instead, a pillar lifted up from the floor, and something materialized on top of it. I walked over to examine the object, when I heard a mechanical voice come from all around me. It wasn't Lela's voice, and that frightened me. Had they killed her? No, I thought, they are a peaceful race. Maybe they sent her away, then...

"THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST TREATMENT WITH THE WHITE LIGHT." The voice was cold and mechanical. "TAKE THE OBJECT ON THE PEDESTAL, AND PRESS IT AGAINST YOUR ARM."

I did as I was told, trusting that they didn't want me to come to any harm. There was a slight prick, and liquid fire started to spread from the point in my arm where I had just injected myself with something. I watched as my veins became visible under my skin, and the pain spread. What have they done to me? I cried out mentally.

"DO NOT BE ALARMED. THE PAIN WILL BE BAD, BUT YOU WILL SURVIVE." Who was commanding this voice? It obviously wasn't Lela. When she'd done it, she had used her own voice. The pain was getting worse, as promised, and had spread down to my fingertips, and up to my shoulder. I wondered if I would die when it hit my heart, or if I would have to suffer till it reached my brain.

"YOU WILL NEED TO USE YOUR ABILITY SOON. THE DEMONS HAVE SENT A SCOUT SHIP AHEAD OF THEIR FLEET, AND IT ARRIVES IN TWO DAYS."

The voice continued to drone on, oblivious to the agony I was in, as I collapsed onto the floor in the fetal position. Unfortunately I hadn't died when it'd reached my heart. Death would be a release from this agony.

"YOU MUST STOP THE SCOUTS BEFORE THEY CAN SETUP A FOOTHOLD ON YOUR PLANET. IF YOU FAIL, THE HUMAN RACE WILL BECOME EXTINCT WHEN THE REST OF THEIR FLEET ARRIVES."

The pain slowed as it started travelling up my neck, but when it reached my groin, a new type of pain exploded in my body, causing me to cry out incoherently.

"THE HUMAN RACE NEEDS YOU, I NEED YOU, AND YOUR NEW CHILDREN NEED YOU. I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN WHEN I AM ABLE. LELA"

The pain reached my toes the same time it reached my head, and sweet oblivion finally took me.



Bait and Switch Ch. 13



Thanks to garbonzo607 for their insightful edits.

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It took both Gina and Summer bouncing on my bed to wake me. I was dead to the world, and yet having nightmares about demons tearing apart all those I cared about, ripping off their limbs, and eating their flesh.

When the two women were finally able to wake me, I was soaked with sweat, and breathing pretty heavily.

"'Bout time," Summer told me with a smile, but there was a worried look buried deep in her eyes.

"What were you dreaming about, that had you moaning, and tossing, and turning, huh?" Gina followed up, giving me a nudge with her arm, as she winked at me.

I groaned again and covered my head, waiting for my eyes to lose their sleep blurriness. As soon as I could see clearly enough, I got out of bed, and only then noticed that I was still in yesterday's clothes. Without even thinking about it, I started stripping with the two women still in the room.

"Hey, wait till I get out of here, before you do that," Summer complained, though when I looked over at her, she was staring at my well-muscled chest. I had forgotten that she hadn't seen me completely naked yet.

"Your brother's built pretty well, huh?" Gina asked Summer, who then turned away red-faced and fled the room.

I remembered what'd happened in Lela's blue room, and looked at my left arm, but there was no evidence of anything having happened: no blue veins, no pain, in fact, other than being a bit tired, I felt pretty good. Not even a hangover, though I wondered how the other two women could be so cheery after as much as they'd drunk last night.

Gina stayed to watch me get dressed, and then followed me out to the Christmas tree, where everybody else was waiting. Nancy had out a digital camcorder, and filmed everybody opening their presents.

I had given Nancy and Gina matching blue and green turquoise necklaces with matching earrings, knowing it would bring out their eyes. For Summer, I'd purchased some clothing I thought she would like. From those three women, I received a hug, and a peck on the cheek for thanks, though I felt Gina's tongue on my cheek, before she pulled away with an impish grin.

My gift to mom was always a tradition, a card with a note inside. "To mom, who has always been there for me, whenever I've needed her. 1 Date to any restaurant of your choice, tomorrow night, the 26th of December." This year, I added one more line, "May the night fill you with new memories, new hopes, and start a brighter future."

Mom was in tears as she hugged me, telling me she couldn't wait.

From Gina and Nancy, I received a Steam gift card, good for $100. My sister gave me a new book in a series she promised I would love, and the latest version of the Dungeons & Dragons manual. The book was by Brandon Sanderson, one of my favorite authors, so I was sure that I would enjoy it. Mom told me she never knew what to get me, so she too gave me a gift card, this one to Amazon(dot)com.

I showered while breakfast was prepared, and stepped out of the shower fully awake, and refreshed. Part of my mind was still going over Lela's message to me, and I wondered why she'd had to use the computer voice, instead of her own. And what exactly did she mean my new children, as in plural?

The scent of a delicious breakfast hit my nose as I stepped into the kitchen, and only then realized just how hungry I was. I bolted everything down, and then had another serving, surprising everybody with how much I could eat. Even I was surprised, but I was famished.

We played games together, enjoying everybody's company until the afternoon. Gina and Nancy wore their jewelry, and it looked just as nice on them as I thought it would, and Summer slipped into her new clothes. I had to admit that my sister looked really hot in her new tight jeans, and T-shirt.

Gina and Summer left to do some shopping for dinner, leaving me with the two older women. I tried to help out in the kitchen, but soon got the boot.

With nothing better to do, I went to my room, and loaded up my laptop, pulling internet through my phone. I had a new email from Shanna, with the subject, "Thanks!" There was a link to a video, and normally I won't click on any links in emails, but I felt that Shanna was smart enough not to send me a virus. It opened a page, that I recognized as a safe site, to a video they had uploaded, and I had to enter a password that was in the email.

The video opened with either Shanna or Shannon in front of the camera talking. I couldn't tell which one it was in the video. "Nick, we opened your present this morning, and can't say thank you enough." I had ordered them a peripheral for one of their gaming systems that I had noted they didn't have. "Since we can't say it enough, and you're not here to give you our thanks, we thought we would show you."

The camera was set down on a flat surface I couldn't see, and the other sister came around, and into the view of the camera. I immediately turned my laptop away from my door, as I saw what she was wearing; a small little teddy that did nothing to hide her features.

The two sisters faced each other, and then looked at the camera with a smile, before kissing one another. I could easily see their tongues working in and out of each other's mouths, as the one wearing the teddy started to strip her sister. The shirt came off first, and her nipples were then latched onto. By the sounds of the moans the topless sister was making, I suspected that she was Shanna, which meant the one in the teddy was Shannon.

Shanna looked right into the camera, licking her lips, and moaning while her sister sucked and played with her tits. She ran her fingers through Shannon's hair, pulling her sister into her own breast.

Shannon pulled down Shanna's pants, and then kissed her way down her body, till she could plant her lips on Shanna's crotch. The standing woman gasped as Shannon started to go wild, moaning and thrashing her mouth against Shanna's labia.

I was getting pretty turned on as I watched them, and had to adjust my crotch, as they continued. I guess they had worked out their concerns about incest. After Shanna had her first orgasm, moaning loudly through my speakers, she stripped her sister, and returned the favor. It only took a couple seconds with her lips between Shannon's legs, before she too was crying out in bliss. I almost couldn't believe my eyes when they started to scissor on their couch. The same couch I'd played video games with them on not so long ago.

"You know, you don't need to watch porn, to get off," a voice said from my doorway, and I cursed myself for getting so engrossed in what I was watching, that I wasn't more careful. I probably should have turned the volume down as well.

Nancy stood in the doorway looking at me, a small smile on her lips. "Sorry," I told her. "I wasn't thinking."

Nancy sauntered into the room, "Don't be. I understand the desires of youth. At least you've had my daughter to help you out. I'm kind of jealous, actually. You've been ignoring me." She sat next to me, and I had just enough time to close my browser before she could see the twins. She smiled as she placed her hand on my thigh. "Your mom decided to take a bath, so it is just us right now." She leaned forward and kissed me.

I can't say it was completely unexpected, from the look in her eyes, and I gladly kissed her back. I was extremely turned on from having watched Shanna and Shannon, and this would provide just the release I needed.

"I don't think I thanked you properly for the jewelry," she said as her hands started to work at my pants. I lifted my hips to allow her to take them off, and then moaned as she dropped her head to my lap, swallowing a few inches of my cock. Nancy was very talented at giving head, as her tongue swirled around my knob, and her hand worked up and down my length, using her saliva as lubrication.

"Oh, fuck, Nancy," I told her, moaning, "I'm not going to last long if you keep that up." She quickly pulled her mouth away, and smiled up at me.

"Not yet, young man. It's been too long since I've had this beast in me, and I need to get fucked. I need more than what Gina can do for me alone." I was shocked to hear that Gina and her mom still did stuff together, as she'd never mentioned it to me, but then I couldn't see why they wouldn't, either.

Nancy stood and stripped, and I pulled off my shirt, and then thought I'd better get up and shut the door. The older woman lay down on her back, her small breasts sitting upright on her chest, and her nipples poking out hard, and I thought I'd warm her up a bit before slipping my stick it into her. But when I started to move my mouth to her vagina, she stopped me. "We don't have time for that, right now. Just shove it in me, quick."

Not one to argue with such a demand, I moved my mouth up to hers, and started kissing her, while I rubbed the head of me penis against her already slippery lips.

Nancy's legs wrapped around my rear, and with one powerful pull, she forced me into her, fairly deep. "Oh, Gawd, I've missed this. My daughter is a lucky woman to have you in her so often." She set a pretty quick pace with her legs, alternating between kissing me, and moaning as she started to cum around my penetrating tool.

I was able to sink my full length into her, and could feel my balls slapping her ass as I slammed into her again and again. I lifted my back, and brought my lips down to her hard round nipple, sucking it between my teeth, as I nibbled on it, making her cry out, as her nails dug into my back. She dug me deep enough, I knew I was going to have scratch marks, but just then she started to cum again, and I didn't care. Her pussy squeezed my cock so hard, I thought she was going to crush it, but luckily she was wet enough, I was still able to move inside her.

Between her magnificent blowjob, and the quick pace Nancy had set, I only lasted a couple strokes past her orgasm, before I was loosing my load deep into her twat.

"That's it, Nick. Give me your cum. Fill my womb with your hot young semen. Oh, Gawd, I can feel it leaking out of me. It's too much, I can't hold it all in." She started to cum again, making me moan even more into her tit.

I rolled off to her side, and she gave me a quick peck on the cheeks, before getting dressed, and going to the guest bathroom to get cleaned up.

While she was in there, I sent a reply email to the twins, thanking them for my present, and telling them I couldn't wait to see them again.

I went to the mirror in my room to see how badly Nancy had scratched up my back, but I couldn't see anything. It probably felt like more in the moment, I concluded. I wondered if the nanites had something to do with it.

Mom was just coming out of her room, as the girls got home from shopping, and they all went to the kitchen to finish making dinner.

Gina pulled me aside, at one point to have a talk with me.

"So you told your sister about your abilities?" From the look in her eyes, I wasn't sure if she was angry or not. "I guess I'm not the only special one anymore."

"I had to," I explained. "Somehow she magnifies my ability, and at the same time she can see everything I do. And you ARE special to me."

"I guess I understand," she told me in a tone, which told me she still wasn't happy. "She is your sister, after all. She also told me about what you did to your dad." She paused while she looked up at me, and I wondered just how much Summer had told her. "I wonder if we will ever be that close. I know I can't claim you for myself; that you are meant for something great. I'm just glad you're willing to share yourself with me." She smiled a little smile then, before getting on her toes, and giving my lips a quick peck. 

I wasn't allowed into the kitchen, but I watched the four women as they cooked, and noticed Gina flirting heavily with my sister. Summer was an avowed lesbian, or perhaps she is bi now, and she seemed to be taking to the flirting quite well from the blonde. At one point, Gina looked at me, winked, and then pinched Summer's bottom. I could only laugh at their behavior.

After dinner, I built a fire in the fireplace, and we all sat around talking about Christmases past, drinking eggnog, and just enjoying one another's company, until late into the night.

I crawled into bed, expecting Gina to make good on her promise of another Christmas gift, but fell asleep before she arrived, only to find myself in Lela's room.

My vision went fuzzy for a moment, before it came back into focus. I really hadn't expected to come back up to this room, since last night had supposedly been my last treatment with the white light.

Sure enough, no light enveloped me, but something more unexpected happened.

Words appeared before my eyes.

'Initializing... Done'

'Synchronizing...Done'

'Powering up...Done'

I wondered that the words were in English, but could only guess that Lela had done it for me.

I had no idea what was going on, as the words scrolled across my vision, very much like a heads-up-display from some video game. In fact, as I turned my head, the words moved with me.

'Systems check...Passed'

'All systems functional'

No further words appeared, and the other words disappeared. 

"What's going on?" I called out. "Lela?"

'Go through the door'

The words appeared, and this time there was an arrow, pointing to my right. As I turned, I saw an opening that looked the same as the one from when I'd last seen Lela; rectangular, filled with a pitch black darkness that I couldn't see through. The arrow was pointing right at it.

"But I can't see in there," I protested. "I need you to guide me."

'Go through the door'

The words blinked a few times. Heaving a sigh, I figured I might as well see what was up. I stepped through the midnight portal, and was immediately blind. I stopped, hoping she would come along and guide me, but then something else happened. 

My eyes adjusted, and I was able to see. It was still dim, and everything had a deep red glow to it, making everything stand out oddly. Looking around, I was able to see that I was on some sort of walkway, and an arrow appeared in front of me, pointing the way. I couldn't see any walls, only the path before me. Shrugging, and not knowing what else to do, I followed the arrows, turning when they told me to turn, and soon I was hopelessly lost.

The arrows led me to another doorway, but I could see through this one, and was able to see Lela seated on top of something cylindrical.

'You may enter, but do not speak'

The doorway opened, and I stepped through, about ready to exclaim my happiness at seeing her, but the words flashed again, and I shut my mouth.

'Think your words to me, and I will see them'

Lela didn't move, didn't even open her eyes to look at me, as I stood by her. I wondered what was wrong with her, and if there was anything I could do to help.

'I am fine, thank you'

My thoughts must have reached her. I wondered if this was some effect from whatever I'd injected myself with last night, only to have the words to confirm it a moment later.

'Yes. Those were extremely small robots, you would call them nanites. They have linked our minds together, and will be able to help you in your coming battle with the demons'

I nodded, thinking "Thank you," to her.

'Please, be seated'

An arrow pointed to a spot on the floor in front of where Lela sat, and I did as asked. Her eyes were still closed, and I wondered what was going to happen now.

'Close your eyes'

My eyelids dropped, and suddenly I found myself on a beach with red sands, azure waves lapping at the shore under a sky with two moons.

"This is my home planet," Lela's voice said right behind me. I spun to look at her, and noticed a glow to her skin I hadn't seen before. "I am sorry that I have worried you, but I have been so weak from laying our hatchlings, that I couldn't see you." She stepped up next to me, and kept her eyes on the horizon. I turned to look with her, wondering at the beauty of it.

"Children? And are we really here?" I asked her.

"No. We are only in our minds. I can talk to you in this way that I can't out there right now." For a split second I saw the weakness cross her features, and then it vanished. "I understand your people have a custom of giving gifts on this day. My gifts to you are the robots in your blood."

"Ship? So... we are in space?" I asked, amazed. Somehow I knew we had to be, but the confirmation still set my heart to beating faster. What geek doesn't dream of going to space?

"We are in low orbit now."

Her words from earlier came back to me, and I had to know. "You said children... I thought we weren't compatible, genetically."

She nodded, and as she spoke, I realized that she wasn't taking the time to translate before talking. We were talking in perfect sync. "Somehow you changed me. I felt it at the time, but didn't understand, 'till I felt my eggs get fertilized. I had been told what to expect...but it was different." She looked up at me then with her large silver eyes, and I saw fear in them. "We don't have our young the way your female humans do. After they are fertilized, it takes a couple of days, and then the females lay their eggs, and incubate them. That is what you saw me doing in that room. But with you, it took longer. It wore down my body and made me weak." She turned back to the water, and stared at the two moons. "I had to report what happened to my superiors. They didn't like it, and demanded that our children be destroyed. I never thought of my race as violent, but they showed me a side of themselves in their fear that I never knew existed.

"They put us on trial; that was what you experienced with those questions. They determined that the human race wasn't worth saving, that you were too wild. I was ordered to submit and allow our children to be destroyed." I could hear the sadness in her voice, and I even saw a tear appear in her eyes. I didn't dare speak though, too filled with shame for my part in their decision to abandon Earth.

"I refused to go, or submit. As punishment, they erased all flight data on my ship, so that when the demons arrived, they couldn't use it to find our new planet. It also means I can never go home." She paused, and I walked behind her, putting my arms around her from behind. Even in our minds, I could feel her soft smooth skin, as she shook in my arms. "This comforting you humans do, is nice. There is much we could learn from you, but I fear we are doomed. Your planet will be used as bait, while my race flees to another planet."

I heard her pronouncement, and shuddered. What chance did we have against an advanced alien race, with superior weaponry? I still had no idea how I was going to stop them with my switches. It was almost laughable, the thought of me facing a fleet of the demons, with my mind as my only weapon, like some comic book hero.

Even with the extra power I got from my sister, I knew I was no match for the demons. 

Summer...

"Was my sister one of your experiments," I questioned her, fearing to hear the answer.

"Yes, she was a failure. You both had the dormant gene, but when it was activated in her, nothing happened." I felt myself getting angry with how callously she talked about Summer.

"You said some of them die. She could have died!" I realized how ludicrous I sounded then, but I didn't care. It didn't matter that she was alive, and had survived, I didn't like that she had been in danger.

"What is one life, even that of your sister, compared to the rest of the human race?" I felt dirty for greed, but logic prevailed. 

"She wasn't a failure. She magnifies my ability," I told her.

"Hopefully it will be enough," she replied calmly.

My mind wanted to avoid the thought of the demons, and my sister, and latched back onto my children.




Bait and Switch Ch. 13



"So those were our children you were sitting on...in eggs?" I didn't know what to think of that. I wondered what they would look like when they came out. I only hoped that they survived.

"Yes. They are susceptible to light and noise right now. That is why we had to meet like this. I can't leave them, and we can't talk around them. I don't know how long it will take before they hatch. You humans have a longer gestation period than we do. They will be a new race." She turned in my arms, and looked up at me, her silvery eyes sparkling in the imaginary light. "I used to wonder at how you humans mate for pleasure. Why you did it. As I've told you, with us it is a mandatory compulsion. The males derive some pleasure from it, but it is brutal for the females.

"And yet, with you, it was beautiful. I have never felt such feelings before, and none of my race has either. We have always been taught that mating is violent and painful, and no one has ever questioned it. When I presented this to the council, they called me blasphemous. Demanded that I deny what I'd told them. They couldn't understand, or didn't want to." She lifted her body higher, and I felt her small mouth reach for mine. With all that I had learned, and everything I had experienced, I was overwhelmed. Her lips on mine, though, seemed to act as a pressure relief valve, and I found myself kissing this cute alien ardently.

Her arms wrapped around my waist as I pulled her tighter to me, allowing my whole world to be right there, centered on the here and now. I didn't want to think about the demons, the others of her race, or anything other than the pleasure and comfort we could offer one another.

"This kissing, it is better than I remembered it. If only they could understand." Her voice was sad, and I wanted only to make her happy once more.

I easily lifter her up, and laid her flat on the soft sand. Last time, she had shown me what she could do with her two tongues, this time I hoped to show her what I could do with my one tongue. I kissed down her body, spending a few seconds on each of her pink nipples, before heading for the juncture between her legs.

"This is something new. Thank you, Nick," she told me, her voice going soft, and almost dreamy. I kissed her sex lightly, marveling at how similar it looked to a human's, and thought that her eggs had come out of here not that long ago.

Well, not here, actually, as this was all in our minds, but it all felt real enough. I wondered how real this would feel. Would there be any lessening of sensation because it was imagined, or would it be increased because it was directly linked to our minds?

Her gentle sighs as I licked around her labia, told me that regardless of the answer, she was enjoying my attentions. I drove my tongue into her with abandon, causing her to cry out in pleasure. I nibbled on the clit at the top of her labia, and her legs locked around my head, surprisingly strong, as she came in my mouth.

"That was good," I heard her say, glad I could understand her this time. Last time she had cried out in her own language, but with this mind-to-mind connection, the understanding was immediate. "The sensations going throughout my entire body, were new, and yet very pleasant."

Pleasant? Only pleasant? I wondered. Oh, hell no! I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go, and could feel her outer barrier slip tightly around my penetrating oral instrument. With my tongue in her, I pressed my nose against her clit, and while I couldn't breathe like this, I knew she would enjoy it. I rubbed my face back and forth, as fast as I could, allowing my mouth to work her labia, while my nose worked her clit. It only took a couple seconds till she had her second orgasm.

Her breathing was heavy, as she lifted her head off of the sand and looked down at me in wonder. "Is that what it feels like for you when I put your sex in my mouth? That is almost as good as full intercourse."

As analytical as her comments were, I could accept that compliment.

"I think it feels different for me, as we have different parts," I told her honestly. "I can only imagine how it might be for you if I had two tongues." I started to kiss my way back up her body, till I was kissing her mouth again, her tongues sliding around mine, and turning me on more.

"You have a skill with your one tongue, that I don't think could be matched with two," she told me, but I had my doubts.

Brushing the sand off of me, I rubbed my phallus against her mons, wondering that she wanted this without being in heat. She had told me that she had enjoyed it last time, but she was getting wet, and enjoying everything without the mandatory compulsion that comes with her being in heat.

"I want to feel connected to you again. I want to have you inside me." I pressed the head of my cock against her opening, and increased the pressure until I broke through her outer membrane, sliding all the way in, in a rush, before I could stop my advance. She grunted as I moaned with the completion of our two bodies, and her four-fingered hands gripped at my back.

I dropped my head back down to hers, and she met my kiss with a hunger that was mutual. Our tongues danced in time with our bodies, as I drove into her again and again. The tight outer ring of her vagina felt fantastic, and like no other woman (though it was somewhat reminiscent of when Gina allowed me into her ass), as it slid up and down my hard penetrating shaft.

"Good... so good..." she panted in time to my thrust, as I took her tit in my mouth again.

I rolled us over, and sat her up, allowing me to go a little deeper in her. Her pelvis rested against mine, and I grabbed her hips, pulling and pushing, until she caught the rhythm. We both started moaning loudly, as I hit the deepest parts of her. With her steady rocking, I moved my hands up to her smallish breasts, squeezing the firm flesh.

I was coming close, but since she wasn't in heat this time, and since this was all in our minds anyway, I didn't worry, as I unloaded into her, my body locking up as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying naked in my room.



Bait and Switch Ch. 14



I stepped out of the shower, only to find Gina waiting for me in my room.

"Remember to open the door for her, and do everything you can to treat her like a lady," she told me, as though I didn't already know. I was getting ready for my date with mom, and for some reason, Gina had gotten it into her head that I didn't know how to treat a woman, properly. "You may be tempted to use your switches on her, but avoid it if you can." There was only one switch in my mother right then, and I couldn't move it, unless I was in physical contact with my sister, as that was when I'd made the switch.

"I know, I know," I protested. "Now are you going to get out so I can get dressed, or do you plan on watching me?" I should have known the answer before I asked.

"I'm staying, of course. Look, I just want to make sure every goes good for her tonight. She is a strong woman, but I can see she is still hurting inside." How could she tell that? I had tried to keep an eye on her myself, but she seemed to be handling my dad's leaving better than I would have thought. Was it some kind of feminine intuition?

"I promise I will do everything in my power to make tonight a good night for her," I realized what I said a moment after her eyes went wide. "I meant I would do what I could, WITHOUT using my powers." Gina then spent the next twenty minutes critiquing everything I tried to wear, until she was finally satisfied with my raiment.

When I finally made it out of my room, mom was nowhere to be found, and an idea occurred to me, to try to make this more like a date. I slipped outside; catching my breath in the frigid cold. I went to my car, and grabbed a small bouquet I had purchased earlier, and then rang the doorbell.

Gina and Summer both answered the door, and grinned widely when they saw it was me.

"Hello young ladies," I told them, unable to hide my own grin, "I believe I have a date with the lady of the house. Is Mrs. Xavier here?"

"Mom, your date is here," Summer called over her shoulder loudly, and then turned back to me. "You'd better treat her right, tonight, Mister." We all laughed, but the laughing stopped when mom walked out. 

Mom looked absolutely stunning, in a black shimmery dress, that hugged her curves all the way down to her ankles. She was wearing matching high heels, but I couldn't seem to pull my eyes away from the low V-cut of her dress that showed her cleavage nicely. She did a little spin when she saw us looking, spreading her arms out and smiling. It was also a backless dress.

"You like?" she asked, with a small sparkle in her eyes. "Summer helped me pick it out."

My throat was dry, and I couldn't get any words out. Summer had helped her pick that out? She looked like an mature sex goddess, ready to ravage the town! She looked ten years younger. She looked... She looked... Dammit, she looked delicious!

I had to clear my throat a couple of times, to get it working again which set the two younger women giggling, and mom to blushing. "Shall we, milady?" I asked as I held my arm out to her.

She took it in her hand, a huge grin splitting her beautiful face, and we went out to my car.

"We really don't need to go there tonight if you don't want to," she told me as I pulled out of the driveway. "I know how expensive it is, and it was the girls' idea, more than mine."

I knew it had been the two other women, helped some by Nancy, who had come up with the idea of going to the fanciest restaurant in town, and while it meant I would have to dip into my savings, I didn't mind at all. I knew she really needed this right now. 

As promised, when we arrived at the restaurant, I made sure to open the doors for her, and the reservation was under Mr. Xavier. My dad's name was rather well known, so it had been no problem getting us a table.

When I opened the menu, however, I had to stifle a groan; it was more expensive than I'd thought.

"We really don't have to eat here, son," mom told me as she looked over her menu.

"I promised you a date to anywhere you wanted, so this is fine," I told her, meaning it. My savings could handle it. "Besides, when was the last time you went out, and had a good time?"

She thought about it for a bit, before looking me in the eyes, and telling me, "Last Christmas, when we had our date then."

I smiled, remembering the simple date at a local fast food joint, and then ice-skating afterwards. "I remember. You skated circles around me, and laughed every time I fell down."

Mom smiled again and we both laughed, until she looked back down at the menu. "Everything looks so expensive, son. I don't dare order anything."

I reached out, and pulled the menu from her hands, which unfortunately revealed her cleavage, and I had to look away before I got caught staring. "Then I will order for my beautiful date, tonight." She tried to protest, but I wasn't going to have it. 

When the waiter came and took our order (and stare at my mom), she complained again. "I saw that on the menu. That is too expensive, son. And the champagne? Son, I know you can't afford this." She looked around at those close to us, before leaning over and whispering, "We should go, now, before he comes back with our food." Unfortunately her leaning over only brought my attention back to her open cleavage.

To say I was shocked to hear my own mother recommend ditching after ordering would be an understatement. To see her bending over in that dress set my heart to racing.

"Relax, and enjoy the night, mom. I've got this." But she didn't seem to want to listen.

"At least let me pay for some of it," she insisted.

"Mom, if this were a date with dad, would you be so worried?" She shook her head. "Then enjoy the food, and hopefully my company, and let me take care of the woman that has meant the most to me, throughout my life."

She sat back then, and looked at me wide-eyed for a few seconds, before saying, "The most... What about Gina?"

I heaved a sigh before answering. "I won't deny we fool around," it felt odd talking to my mother so openly about it, but she had to know by now that we were doing it, "but other than that we are just friends." The waiter arrived and poured us the champagne, and then left the bottle with us on ice. That bottle was as much as half a paycheck for me. I took a sip of mine, and smiled, before continuing. "You have loved and cared for me my entire life. Even when I was a kid and screwed up, you were there for me. When I was hurt, or alone, I could always count on you." I looked her hard in the eyes, and smiled, "So just sit there, and let me take care of you for once."

She met my gaze for a few seconds, taking a sip of her drink. "And what about Nancy?"

I choked, trying to take a swallow. "Nancy?" I spluttered.

"I'm sorry," her cheeks were turning red. "I shouldn't have said anything. It's just, well, she told me about what you all did. Oh, don't give me that look. I'm not so innocent, myself." I looked at her curiously, still trying to clear my throat, but to no avail, "I know who tucked me in that first night and I remember what I did, also."

Thankfully I didn't have anything in my mouth at that moment, because I would have likely spewed it all over the table. She remembered kissing me? And by the sound of it, it had been no accident.

I was saved from having to say anything immediately, by the waiter bringing our food. He gave mom a little more attention than was necessary. I started to get a bit annoyed by him, but he finally left us to eat. It smelled great, but I was a bit disappointed by how little there was on the plate.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that," mom said, after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence. "You probably think less of me now, and I've ruined our date." She looked down at her plate, and suddenly I felt terrible for her.

I reached across the table, and gripped one of her hands in mine, but she continued to look down at her cleavage. "Mom, you are a beautiful woman. I would have to be a fool to be upset by a kiss from someone as hot as you." She finally looked back up at me, and I could still see some worry in her eyes.

"I'm not that, son. You don't have to lie to me. I'm old, and used. That's why your dad did...why he did what he did." Her voice was soft as she spoke, but I had no problem hearing her.

"No!" I exclaimed indignantly. "Haven't you noticed how the waiter looks at you? He can't stop staring. Look, he's even staring now," I waved to where our waiter stood, looking at our table, before turning back to mom. I couldn't claim she was young, not with the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but I couldn't stand to hear her get down on herself for what dad did, either.

I knew I'd promised not to use my abilities on her, but I figured this would be forgivable. I made two quick switches, one for the elasticity of her skin, and one for her aging. I turned up the former, and slowed down the later. I couldn't touch her 'happy' switch.

"Dad was an idiot for what he did to you," I went on. "You look absolutely stunning tonight. Any man would be lucky to sit in my seat right now, across from you. But it just so happens to be that I'm the lucky one and I WILL NOT complain." I tried to sound forceful, willing her to understand what I was telling her.

She smiled tremulously at me, before dropping her gaze down to her plate. "Let's eat," she said then, and I figured she just wanted to change the subject.

The food tasted as good as it smelled, and thankfully it was a little more filling than it looked. Mom filled up her glass of champagne one more time, but otherwise refrained from drinking more. Since I was driving, I only drank the one glass.

"Did you really mean what you said," mom asked as she finished up her plate, "about you being the lucky one?"

I looked at her across from me, at the way the dress hugged her curves, her beautiful cleavage, the shape of her lovely face that I have known my entire life, and answered honestly.

"Do you want to know what my first thought was when I saw you come to the door? I thought you looked like a sex goddess. You are smart, beautiful, and sexy. I absolutely meant what I said about me being lucky enough to be here with you tonight."

As I spoke, I watched her face for signs of anger, but only noticed her cheeks reddening slightly.

The waiter returned, asking if we wanted anything for desert.

"No," mom said, keeping eye contact with me and her tone level, "I think we are fine, if we could have the bill please?" The waiter nodded and left. "Son, hand me the keys, please. I will go wait in the car."

I had over done it, I feared. I nodded as I reached into my pocket to draw out my keys, and handed them to her. She stood, walked over to me, and leaned over to give the top of my head a kiss. I had a great view of her cleavage, but right then, I couldn't think of anything but that I had somehow hurt her.

Her next words only served to confuse me. "Thank you, son."

I paid as soon as the waiter brought the bill, and he gave me a dirty look when he saw that mom was gone. The meal wasn't cheap, but then again, I'd known it wouldn't be. I probably left a worse tip than he'd deserved, but he HAD annoyed me. I grabbed the bottle of champagne as I left.

When I walked out, I was surprised to see mom in the driver's seat, and waiting for me with the engine running. I got into the passenger seat, and mom put the car in drive. I didn't know what to say to her, and she didn't try talking to me either. It took me a bit to notice that she wasn't driving home. When she finally did stop, my heart was racing, and even my hands felt sweaty.

We were in a motel parking lot. The same motel I had found dad cheating on mom in, and later that night fooled around with Summer.

The silence dragged on for a while, but I didn't know what to say, or even think. Mom was finally the one to break it.

She was alternating between looking from the steering wheel, and to the motel office, as her voice came out, cracked and hesitant. "This was a...a mistake... We should go."

I don't know what made me do it, but I reached over, and before she could put my car in reverse, I pulled out the keys.

"I'm going to go pay for a room," I told her, wondering what she might say or do. "I'll leave you the keys to my car, and you can either come in, or go home. I won't think any less of you, no matter what you decide."

Without looking back, I walked to the office, and paid for a room for the night. When I walked back out, mom was still waiting in the car, and I could feel her eyes on me as I walked to the room and unlocked the door. I looked back at her one last time, before I walked in and turned on the lights.

I sat on the stiff queen-sized bed, as I waited. After a few minutes passed, I turned on the TV. Had I made another mistake? Did I misunderstand what she'd had in mind? As the minutes wore on, I wondered if mine and mom's relationship was forever damaged. 

When the knock finally sounded on the door, it scared me half out of my wits. On shaky legs, I stood and walked to the door, half-afraid that it was room service, or the manager telling me my date had left me here.

Opening the door, I was almost tackled as mom threw her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips firmly to mine. The cold air followed us in, until the door closed, but I barely noticed it, as her tongue slipped between my lips to be met by mine. I could taste the champagne on her mouth, and wondered if there was any left in the bottle. For a second I worried that she was only doing this because she was drunk, but I remembered that she had brought us here while still sober.

Her hands weren't idle while we kissed, and she soon had my shirt up over my head, and then off. The bed hit the backs of my legs, and I fell backwards. Without saying a word, the older woman's hands started fussing at my belt, and she nearly ripped my pants off of me.

She stood there, staring at my manhood, her mouth slightly askew. "Forgive me, Nick, but I want this. I really want this. You can hate me tomorrow, but please love me tonight."

I stood back up, and hugged her body to mine. "There is nothing to forgive. I want this, too."

Her eyes looked wonderingly into mine, and I saw tears starting to form. I kissed each of her eyes, as I let my hands pull the zipper in the back of her dress down. It soon puddled on the floor with a soft sigh, as our lips met again. Our tongues fought desperately against each other, both vying for dominance; neither willing to submit.

I grabbed the back of her head, and fell back, pulling her down on top of me. She grunted at the impact, but it turned to a moan, as my hands roamed her back, and dropped to her rear. At first I thought she wasn't wearing any panties, but then I felt the thin bit of thread, and realized she was wearing a G-string.

For some reason, the thought of my mother in that type of sexy underwear turned me on even more.

"Love me tonight, Nick," she repeated breathlessly. "Love me like I haven't been loved in years."

Mentally cursing my father for mistreating this wonderful woman, I rolled us over, and started kissing down her bare chest. Her nipples were already hard, as they topped her tits, and I took one between my teeth, while I let my left hand drop down to her covered mons.

She started to moan softly, but as I continued to lick and nibble her bosom, and rub her pussy, her volume increased. I broke away from her nipples, and kissed my way down her smooth stomach, to the tops of her panties, and then further. I could easily smell her arousal, and see where her panties had a wet spot already growing. I gave her knickers a quick kiss, before pulling the cloth aside, and diving in. She tasted so sweet and warm, that I started to moan as I drove my tongue in as far as it would go.

"Oh, Nick, thank you! Oh, Nick, oh Nick, OH NICK!" Her hips were lifting up and down against my mouth, and I pulled my tongue out, and sucked hard on her clit, bringing her over the edge. I slipped two fingers into her, and felt how tightly her muscles squeezed the invading digits. I crooked my fingers, trying to find her G-spot, as I started to pop her clit between my teeth. Her words were unintelligible, as she moaned, and soaked my fingers in her juices. "Oh, son. I never knew. I never knew it could feel like this," she told me as I started kissing my way back up her body.

I brought my wet lips to hers, and we started kissing again. I started to rub my cock against her panties, but she broke the kiss, and pushed my chest away a bit. "We don't have to do this," her voice was uncertain and tremulous. "You have already done enough for me tonight. Maybe we'd better stop before we do something we'll regret."

I looked deep into her eyes, and could easily see the desire there, screaming to get out, warring with her fear and trepidation, and knew that she had a loose grip on her control.

"Do you want this?" I asked, bumping my cock against her vulva.

"Mmm, yes I do. Gawd help me, but I want this. Ahh... But it's wrong. It's incest... Hmm... Please, Nick...ahh" As she talked, I continued to rub myself against her. "You feel so good. I... No we shouldn't. Ungh. But...Nick," she grew quiet for a second, and I barely heard her next words, "make love to me, son."

Hearing her give into her desires, I pulled the thin cloth of her G-string aside, and slipped a couple inches into her before she could change her mind. Her insides felt like they were on fire as they wrapped around my member. Her head rolled back, and her fingernails dug into my ass, as she tried to pull me deeper. I pulled out a little, and then slid a bit further in, loving how mom moaned with every movement.

I looked down to where the two of us were joined, and couldn't believe that I was actually in the hole that I'd been born from. I was making love to my mother, and she loved it at least as much as I did.

"I can't believe I have my son in me," she cried out, as I slid most of my length back into her. "I can't believe I am going to cum with his penis in me."

I dropped my head to her neck, and nibbled lightly on her sensitive flesh. I felt the last of my cock slip fully into my mothers' tight, burning hot, pussy, and moaned at how wonderful it felt. I held still there for a few seconds, reveling in the completeness I felt with her.

I felt her teeth on my neck for a second, before her lips brushed my ear. "No regrets, tonight, son. Just, please love me. As long as you love me, there can be no regrets."

I lifted my head, and looked down at her. "I will always love you, mom. Always." I dropped my mouth back down to hers, and started to move my hips again. I move with fast, powerful strokes, and soon mom had to break away from the kiss in order to breath and moan.

I rolled us back over, not breaking our connection, and then pulled her chest to my mouth. I latched onto her nipple, sucking hard on her soft breasts, while I gripped her hips, and forced her to rock back and forth on top of me.

"So deep... My son is so deep inside of me," she cried out.

I reached between us, and started to play with her clit. The sudden stimuli against her already sensitive organ triggered another orgasm, and she collapsed onto my chest, panting heavily. I was close, and I knew there was no slowing down, so I grabbed her cheeks, and started to thrust upwards as fast and hard as I could. I began to jerk and thrash under her, as I emptied my balls into her hot, wet, demanding womb.

Out of breath, we just lay there, cuddling with one another, and enjoying each other's warmth. Mom was the first to talk, breaking the blissful silence.

"You shouldn't have cum in me," she said placing a kiss on my chest. "Next time we will need to use protection."

Horror struck, I began to worry. Had I just gotten my mom pregnant? Why hadn't I pulled out? I had just acted without thinking, and...




Bait and Switch Ch. 14



Did she say next time? The thought that there may be another night together filled my mind, leaving no room for other worries.

"I'm sorry, mom," I told her, wondering how we could be together again.

"Mmm, don't be, son. It felt good, and I needed it. You made feel young and desired again." I wondered how young she would feel when my switches started to take full effect in her. "I hate to do it, but we'd better get cleaned up, and home, before everyone wonders what we're doing."

Thinking about how Gina and Summer had acted, I didn't think they would be too surprised, but I didn't argue as mom sat up, and my limp member slipped out of her. Mom looked down at it for a moment, and I wondered what she was thinking, only for her to tell me a second later. "I still can't believe we did that, but we agreed, Nick. No regrets. Thank you, again."

"No regrets," I agreed, before standing up, and kissing her softly on the lips. I started to get dressed. "Thank you for one of the best Christmases ever."

We both laughed as we got dressed, and I had to zip up mom's dress, but soon we found ourselves back in the car, driving home, with a half empty champagne bottle as the only witness to our kisses in the car.

Summer greeted us as we walked in, and from the twinkle in her eyes, I wondered if she knew what we'd been up to. It would be hard not to, with mom's hair messed up a little, and the smiles that we both had on our faces, but she didn't say anything, and neither did we.

I found myself back on Lela's ship, just outside the reddish room that Lela was incubating our children in. As soon as I walked in, her words flashed across my vision.

'The demons are in orbit around your planet. What is your plan?'

Oh, shit! I thought. With everything else going on, I had completely forgotten about the demons arriving today. How could I have been so stupid, to get side tracked like that? I didn't realize that I'd been projecting my thoughts, until Lela answered.

'If you don't have a plan, then maybe we are doomed.'

'No,' I thought to her, trying to figure something out fast. 'Can you take us close to them?'

I saw a brief, almost imperceptible nod, before her words appeared before me. 'I can't get us too close, or they will destroy us. Sit and close your eyes.'

I sat in the same spot I'd sat in last time, and hoped that she didn't want to have sex at a time like this. I needn't have worried though, for as soon as my eyes closed, my vision was replaced by an inky blackness, filled with stars. I felt movement, and knew that the ship had to be moving, and I was seeing through its eyes.

After a few seconds passed, I saw the demon ship in a lower orbit over the Earth than we were. Despite Lela's caution, I sensed that the other ship was aware of us, as it turned to face us.

"Lela," I said, knowing my words would reach her, "put the healing light on me, and I will see what I can do."

"If I use that light in here, it could hurt our children," her response came back to me, fearfully. "They are sensitive to the light."

"Aren't you covering them up? If that ship kills us, our children will die too," I pleaded with her.

Suddenly I felt tingly, despite not being able to see my body, and knew she had done as I'd asked. With the extra energy, I reached out with my mind, and created a switch for their weapons. As soon as I felt it take hold, I flipped it off, and sighed as I felt it move. They could no longer shoot at us. Despite how close they looked, I knew there was some distance between us and them, by the headache this caused in me. If it had been more than one ship, I wouldn't have been able to do anything, despite the healing greenish-yellow light.

I created a 'self destruct' switch, or tried to, but my head throbbed, and no switch formed. Cursing, I watched as they drew closer, and tried to figure out some sort of strategy. Obviously my switches had an effect on their ships, but I had to create one for something that was actually there.

The enemy ship appeared to be picking up speed as it approached, and I realized it was going to ram us.

"Lela," I cried out, but she had noticed it, too, and was already moving us out of their path. The other ship changed course and continued to barrel down on us.

I made another switch to turn off their steering, and was gratified when that one formed, despite the subsequent headache. When Lela moved the ship again, the demons continued on, unable to change course now.

I had to think of something to stop them though. Up to this point I had been reacting to what they were doing, and not being proactive.

It occurred to me that I might be able to open their external hatches, and perhaps suck them out into space. A quick headache later, I was gratified to see one demon shoot out from their hull, but my elation was short live, as I realized they must have sealed off the hatch, internally. I knew I couldn't sit here all day, and open each hatch one by one, as I needed to finish this quickly. Already, despite the healing light, I was over extending my ability, and knew that I would pay for it dearly tomorrow.

The ship was lazily spinning now, from the force of the small hatch that had opened.

Somehow the demon ship turned and stabilized itself, and was now facing us again. I checked the 'steering' switch, and saw that it was still off. It took me a second to realize what'd happened. These demons were smart. They were using their other hatches, expelling air at precise moments, to control the ship.

They were approaching us again, and while they were still slow, and couldn't ram us, I didn't feel like I had much strength left in me for any more switches. Healing light, or no, I was as good as done.

Then one last thought occurred to me, as we sat between the demon ship, and Earth. It took all of my effort to create one last switch, and completely turn off all of their power. It felt like someone was using my head as a dwarf's anvil, and it took all of my concentration to keep myself conscious, but I watched as the derelict ship floated past us, caught in Earth's gravity. It took a few minutes, but I was gratified as it entered the atmosphere, and became a fiery streak, as it started to burn up upon entry, going in at the wrong angle. It lasted only a few seconds, before a beautiful explosion filled my vision, and I lost the fight against oblivion.



Bait and Switch Ch. 15



Nightmares filled my dreams. Explosions, death, and cries for help haunted me, as I tossed and turned, trying to escape from the horrors filling my sleep.

The worst part was that it was the demons dying that I was dreaming about. I had killed for the first time in my life, and no matter the fact that it had been them or me; my conscience wouldn't let me rest. I watched again and again as one of the short muscled red creatures got sucked out of their airlock and floated through space. When it had actually happened, it had been completely quiet, but my mind added sounds now, as the creature screamed its last. It saw me looking at it, and somehow swam through the nothingness of space towards me, its dead eyes locked on where I floated. My body was frozen, unable to move or try to get away. Cold, lifeless hands gripped me, and started shaking me violently, trying to take from me the life I'd stolen from it.

"Wake up!" The creature cried at me, the voice oddly familiar and higher pitched than I would have expected from a creature like this. "He won't wake up."

Only I was awake... Wasn't I? I opened my eyes to see everyone standing over me, worry creasing their brows, and fear filling three sets of eyes. Summer had me by the shoulders, and was still shaking me.

"I'm awake," I grumbled, my head throbbing.

"We've been trying to wake you for a bit," mom looked at me worriedly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I tried to reassure her, but I had to stay quiet, as my head was throbbing too much to speak too loudly, "I was just having nightmares, and my head hurts."

"Nightmares?" Mom's worry seemed to increase markedly. "About last—" she cut herself off, looking around at everybody else, and I realized what she'd been about to ask. She was worried I was having nightmares about making love to her last night.

"No, just monsters, and stuff," I mumbled, wanting to roll over, but not daring to go back to sleep, no matter how tired I felt. The monster I'd dreamt about was me, and I didn't want to face that again.

"Oh, okay," mom said, sounding somewhat relieved.

"I got a call from the hospital," Nancy said, talking for the first time, "I have to go back," she replaced my sister on the bed, and felt my head and cheeks. "You don't feel like you have a fever, but I don't trust you're well enough to drive, especially not in this weather."

I turned and looked out the window, but all I could see was white. It took me a moment to realize that that was ALL there was to see.

"I can drive," I told her, knowing that if her job had called her in, then the hospital must be in need of her. I tried to sit up, and throw off my covers, but she placed her hand on my chest, and shoved me back down. I was so weak, that I couldn't even fight her.

"You're staying in bed," mom said. "I can drive them up, and come back down. Your sister can stay and take care of you until I get back."

I nodded, knowing that I didn't have the strength to argue. They left me to get some more rest, but sleep was the last thing I wanted right then.

Gina came in to give me a kiss, and tell me she was going to go with her mom. Nancy and mom came in at the same time to say goodbye, and I could tell that mom wanted to talk to me, probably about last night, but didn't dare say anything with Nancy there, so kissed my brow, and told me to get feeling better soon.

I barely heard them leave through the falling snow, before Summer walked in, with what I thought was hot cocoa. It was, but it was also spiked with coffee.

"You probably don't want to go to sleep right now. I know how I get after I've had bad dreams, and I figured this would help keep you warm, also," she told me when I looked at her questioningly after my first sip.

"Thanks," I told her, feeling grateful.

"Hey, I know you're into some geeky stuff, so this might interest you, but apparently some sort of satellite fell out of orbit, and blew up in the sky last night. The government hasn't said which one yet. Isn't that cool?" I knew she was just trying to cheer me up, but I also knew that that was no satellite that'd exploded. It had been full of little alien creatures that I had killed.

I groaned, and rolled over, setting my drink on the nightstand. I felt the bed shift, as Summer laid down next to me, and put her arms around my waist.

"I know you're not feeling good, but we haven't talked about what happened the other night. In fact, we haven't talked much at all, since then. Are you okay?" I could hear the concern in her voice, and despite my miserable mood, I hated to hear her down.

Rolling over, I looked her in the eyes, and tried to smile. "Sorry, I guess it has kind of been a bit hectic around here lately." I gave her a quick peck on the lips, to let her know I had no issues with what'd happened on Christmas Eve between us. As our lips touched, I was able to sense most of my switches, and knew that mom was driving slowly through the snow. "I will always look back on that night fondly." It wasn't until the words were out of my mouth, that I realized how final they sounded.

"So...so you don't want to do it again?" Her brow wrinkled, and I could hear the fear in her voice.

"I do," I promised. "I'm just not up to it right now." Her lips spread in a wide smile that was infectious.

I rolled back over, and when she tucked her hand under me, I could sense all of the switches again, and was thankful that this part of my ability wasn't hurting me. Despite my desire not to go back to sleep and the caffeine in the coffee/cocoa, I was soon snoring away in a dreamless sleep.

When I woke up, I found that Summer had stripped off all but her bra and panties, and crawled under the covers with me. In a panic I looked at the clock, and could see that mom had been gone for almost four hours. She would be back anytime now. I didn't know what she would think if she found us like this, but I didn't want to find out the hard way, either.

As soon as I touched her to wake her up, however, my fears vanished. She was stuck in the snow by the feel of her switches and still with Gina and Nancy. She wouldn't likely be home today. My touch was enough to wake Summer, and she gazed at me with a sleepy smile.

"Mom called and said the weather was too bad to drive back down, so she is staying with Gina and Nancy tonight." When I didn't look surprised, she said, "Oh, I guess you probably figured that out already with your switches." Her brow wrinkled again, and she looked deep into my eyes. "How are you feeling?"

I realized that my headache was gone, and I no longer felt so tired. That nap had done me a world of good. The guilt was still there, but the wound wasn't quite so fresh. Looking off to the side, as if considering my answer, I said, "Well..." and wrapped her in my arms, pulled her tightly to me, and started to tickle her sides.

She squealed as she tried to break away from me, and a couple weeks ago she might have succeeded, but with my current strength, she didn't stand a chance. She kicked her legs, trying to force them between us, but her chest and torso were pressed tightly to me, and she was helpless to my tickling onslaught.

"Stop!" She cried out, when she realized she couldn't break free. "I can't breathe," she squealed louder as I moved my right hand around to her front, and started tickling under her left bra cup, using the strength in my left arm to keep her pressed to me. The new spot was even more ticklish than her sides, and she wailed even more.

Unexpectedly, I felt her lips pressed to mine, and it startled me enough, that I froze. She used the distraction, to pull away, but she kept a grip on my hands.

"You really are feeling better, aren't you?" After the torture I'd just put her through, she was breathing heavily, and smiling widely. "And unless I'm mistaken, that's not the only thing feeling better." Her hand let go of mine and dodged under the covers, gripping my cock through my boxers. I hadn't even realized I'd gotten hard, till her fingers wrapped around it, and squeezed. With that one action, all thoughts of demons, death, and worry fled as I groaned at her touch.

Her smile grew larger, as her hand started to stroke up and down my rod through my boxers. She leaned over, and brought her lips back to mine, causing the awareness of my switches to explode in my head, as her tongue parted my lips. I moaned again, louder this time, as her mouth muscle slid along my teeth, and then darted in, only to find mine coming out to meet her.

Unexpectedly she pulled away from me, and had a worried look on her face. "I'm sorry!" she quailed. "I should have asked. I shouldn't be throwing myself at you like this. You must think I'm a slut..."

"Don't stop now," I pleaded, in answer to her statements. "You're not a slut. You're just my perverted sexy sister, who is just as perverted as I am!"

"You're sure?" Her question was hesitant, but I could hear the hope in it. She placed her hand on my chest, and then yanked it back as if burned when she sensed most of my switches. Her eyes got a suspicious glare in them, before she asked, "How do I know you're not manipulating me with your switches?"

"Take my hand, and tell me if you sense yourself," I told her simply. As soon as she placed her hand in mine, I didn't wait, but pulled her to me, wrapping my arms around her as I kissed her deeply. She melted under my kiss, and I knew she was no longer worried about me manipulating her.

Summer rolled on top of me, without breaking the kiss, and started grinding her panty-covered crotch against my bulging boxers. We both moaned in unison at the connection, before I unsnapped her bra, releasing her nicely tanned tits. 

She broke the kiss then, sitting up, and pressing down hard against my groin. "So, little brother, what do you think of your older sister's tits?"

I openly ogled her, seeing her topless for the first time, and liking what I was seeing. Her breasts weren't as big as Gina's or the twins, but they had a beauty that was all their own. With no tan lines, and her soft curves, Summer was gorgeous.

"I'm wondering why they are up there, and not in my mouth, right now," I answered, pulling her back down to me, so that I could suckle from her teats.

Her hand snaked to the back of my head, and pulled me tighter to her chest, as my hands roamed down her back, to the tops of her panties. Slipping my hands under the hem, I got a good handful of her ass, and started to rock her back and forth.

"Mmm, you really know how to suck tit, Nick. Damn, you're getting me so wet." She moaned loudly as I bit her nipple, before she pressed her hands against my shoulders, and shoved me back down on the bed. She looked me seriously in the eyes, and I could tell she was trying to figure something out. "I still don't think we should go all the way. We are still siblings," she told me, and I felt disappointed, "but that doesn't mean we can't have any fun." Her serious demeanor turned to one of wanton mischief as she ground herself against me.

Before I could give her an answer, she mashed her lips to mine, and started humping me through our underwear. I would have happily entered her, but I wasn't going to go against her will.

I placed my hands against the sides of her chest, and lifted her body, moving it further up the bed. She knew what I was after, and got off me long enough to remove her panties, before sitting on my face. She tasted just as she had on Christmas Eve, and I looked up her body to see that she was rolling a nipple in each hand, as I sucked on her labia. She saw me looking up at her, and smiled, before throwing her head back and moaning, as she pressed her pelvis against my invading tongue.

I threw all of my concentration into pleasing my sister, and sucked hard on her clit, before nibbling lightly on it. She rewarded my efforts with a mouthful of her cum, as she thrashed wildly on top of me.

She got up, and for a second I feared we were done, but she turned around, and then bent over, pulling the top of my boxers down, as she sat back on my hungry mouth. Now in a sixty-nine position, I was soon moaning into her twat, as she sucked me as deeply into her mouth as she could. Considering this was only her second ever blowjob, I had to say she was doing really great. She knew how to use her tongue, but she still used a little too much teeth.

Meanwhile I hadn't been idle, as I'd slipped a couple fingers into her wet snatch, while I continued to flick her clit with my tongue. Her head bobbed up and down my shaft, eliciting moans from me, as I did all I knew how to with my mouth to please her.

Despite how much she'd improved on her technique, I knew it wouldn't be enough to get me off, so I just enjoyed it, while getting her off. After her fourth orgasm on my lips, she got up, and looked at me accusingly.

"You're not enjoying this, are you?" she demanded of me.

"I am!" I told her honestly. "I just want to please you. If I weren't enjoying it, I wouldn't be hard."

She softened somewhat, as I was most obviously hard, before giving me a tender kiss on my lips. She trailed kisses over to my ear, before whispering, "Do you want to do what we did the other night, then?"

I nodded, and she lay down next to me. I crawled on top of her, between her legs, and started rubbing the head of my penis between her soft, wet, petals. She moaned throatily, and started to hunch her hips against me, and it took all of my will not to just shove it in. Her eyes were closed, and she was sucking in her bottom lip, with her light brown hair fanned out along my pillow. She looked so sexy, that I just wanted to dive right in and fuck her brains out. My love for her, as well as her request not to go all the way, is all that stopped me.

I could see her juices leaking out of her, helped by my slippery member.

"Nick?" Her voice was breathy and barely audible.

"Yes, Summer?" I asked, wondering if she was ready to stop. I could always just finish myself off in the bathroom if I needed to, but I'd rather not.

"Fuck me, Nick," her eyes were still closed as she made her demand, and I froze. Had I really just heard her, or was that wishful thinking?

"But you said—" I started, but was cut off as she opened her eyes, and looked directly into mine.

"I said, fuck me!" She emphasized her words by wrapping her legs around my torso, and forcing my hips forward. My cock slipped a couple inches into her tight wetness, before she threw her head back against my pillow and cried out in ecstasy. I waited for her to get used to my girth, before starting to move my hips in slow movements. She was so TIGHT I didn't know how long I would last. "I know I said I didn't want to, but you got me so horny, I couldn't stop myself. Hate me all you want later, but right now, gimme my first fuck from a man!"

I'd forgotten that she had never been with a man before. That would explain why she was so damned tight. She felt like a fiery vise, gripping the few inches that had so far breached into her. She was so warm and wet, I was in paradise.

I dropped my torso down, until we were chest to chest, her ear just a bit from my lips. "I will never hate my sister. How could I, when I was doing everything I could, not to dive right in. Thank you, Summer. Thank you for this gift."

I started to move my hips faster, diving deeper into her, bit by bit with each thrust. It was still slow going, despite how wet she was. She was just too tight.

"I feel so full," she told me, moaning between each thrust. "I love how complete I feel with you in me."

Her mention of feeling complete brought my attention to the sense of my switches. For the first time I could easily sense and even see Lela up in her ship. I truly hoped Summer didn't notice it, and to try to distract her, I started to suck on one of her breasts, while simultaneously twisting her other nipple.

I rolled us over, and sank a little deeper into her, before finally hitting her deepest parts. She shuddered in orgasmic bliss on top of me, and it felt like her pussy had just shrunk, it milked me so forcefully.

For a moment I wondered about her hymen, but assumed she had broken that some time ago.

I still had her nipple between my teeth, but I moved my other hand down to where we were complete, and found her clit. I pressed hard against it, while I dropped my hips, then thrust upwards, striking her womb, before doing it again.

"You're going to make me cum," I told her, not sure if she was on any protection, where she was a self-avowed lesbian.

She didn't say anything but a moan, as she started to cum again, and it was too late anyway. I shot deep into her, increasing her orgasm, and moaning loudly in my own.

As soon as she came down from her high, her look of bliss changed to one of horror. "Nick, why did you do that? I'm not on anything!"

"I tried to warn you," I protested, suddenly feeling like shit.

Her expression changed again, "I'm kidding. Well, kinda. I'm NOT on anything, but it is the wrong part of my cycle, so we should be safe. When you told me you were going to cum, I got so turned on by the thought of my little brother cumming in me, I started to cum harder." I glared at her for her deception, but she kissed me lightly, and then all was forgiven. "I'd better go get cleaned up, just to be safe though. Care to join me in the shower?"

I was in the bathroom, warming up the water, before she had a chance to react. She came in, laughing, and stepped under the nozzle.

I stepped in after her, and grabbed the soap in my hands. Lathering up, I treated my lovely sister by washing her from head to toe, making sure to get into every nook and cranny. I also made sure to get inside her pussy, trying to scoop out all of my cum. She seemed to enjoy it, so I brought her to one more orgasm, before I pulled my fingers out.

We screwed on more time in the shower, and again in the bedroom later on before going to sleep for the night.

As we lay there, trying to fall asleep, the question I feared about Lela, finally came up.

"Is that an alien that has some of your switches in her?" Summer's hand was tracing circles on my hairless chest as she asked me that.

"A-alien?" I spluttered.

"Don't try to fool me," she said, tweaking one of my nipples almost painfully. "I know what I see when we have sex. How did you get a switch in an alien? And I'm assuming it is a female by the breasts. What is she doing, sitting like that? Is she sleeping?" I was surprised at how calmly she was asking me this.

I knew I had to be honest with her. I couldn't deny it now. "She is the reason I have this ability, and why contact with you magnifies it." I explained to her about the dormant gene, and she took it better than I would have expected.

"Why are the aliens activating this gene?" She sounded genuinely curious.

"Little aliens that I call demons, are on their way to Earth, and should be here in less than six months. They will likely kill us and eat us, unless I can come up with an idea on how to stop them." After most of a blissful day of forgetting about my problems, they were all crashing back down on me.

I pictured again the demon getting flung from the airlock with a silent scream, and their ship breaking into a million pieces in a magnificent explosion, that was all my fault.

"Is that why you were having nightmares? You're worried about these demons?" I could hear the concern in her voice, and I truly appreciated it. I hugged her to me for a second, before answering her.

"Kind of... A scout ship arrived yesterday, and I was able to stop them, but it almost killed me."

"You're getting stronger though. I'm sure by the time they get here, you'll be strong enough to take them on." I only wished I could have her confidence, but she couldn't be more wrong.

"You don't understand. I KILLED them last night. They are a sentient race, and I destroyed them," I was nearly yelling now.




Bait and Switch Ch. 15



Summer remained cool, despite my heat, and gave me a patronizing look.

"You mean to tell me that you feel guilty for defending yourself? Nick, snap out of it! They were going to kill you, and if not you, then me, mom, Gina... all of us. Don't feel sorry for what you had to do. Be glad you were able to do it."

Her words helped, but I still felt guilty. "I barely stopped them. It was just one small ship, a scout, and it took everything I had to stop them. How am I going to stop an entire fleet?"

She threw her leg over my waist, and my switches blossomed more in my mind. "You won't," she told me. "We will," and I knew what she was getting at. We would have to be together during the battle. 

Only I really hoped it wouldn't become a battle.

* * *

"Nick," the fear in Summer's voice woke me, "where are we?"

I looked around, and was surprised to see that I was on Lela's ship. I wasn't so much surprised that I was here, but that my sister was right next to me, still naked. Lela had never brought me here when I was with someone, and definitely not brought someone else with me.

"You wanted to know about the alien? Let's go meet her," I said, trying to sound confidant. I stood, and took her hand in mine. Her grip was strong, and despite how easily she had accepted everything earlier, I could tell she was scared now. I remembered how afraid I had been at first, and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

'Why did you bring Summer?' I mentally asked Lela.

'What she said was true. You will need her to stop the demons.'

The doorway opened up, and I walked Summer into the pitch black rectangle. I waited for my eyes to adjust to the red light, and then continued on, but Summer remained rooted where she stood.

"Nick, I can't see," her voice quavered, and I looked to see terror in her eyes.

"Relax, Summer. I can see just fine. I promise no one is going to hurt you," I reassured her. I could see her nod, and I wrapped my arms around her bare flesh, hugging her tight to me, as we walked along the suspended walkway.

'She will need the nanites, too. Make sure she is quiet when you walk in. I have an applicator ready in here,' came Lela's mental words.

I stopped where we were, and spoke to my sister. "When we get there, I will have to give you the nanites; the same tiny machines that allow me to see in this light. You will be able to see, and after a few seconds, we will be able to send messages to each other." I gave her a serious look, before I remembered she couldn't see me. "Once we walk into that room, you can't say a word. Make as little noise as possible."

She nodded, but asked, "Why?"

"She is incubating... her... children," I almost messed up and said, 'our children.'

"So, there will be more aliens up here?" She asked, and I was glad to see she was starting to relax. I wondered how much of that was because in our minds, we could both see Lela sitting on her cylinder.

"Yeah," I told her uncomfortably. "Now be quiet, and don't make a noise. They are sensitive to light and sound."

Summer nodded, and we walked in. I hoped that Summer handled the nanites better than I did at first, and hoped that she was able to stay quiet.

I needn't have worried though, as Lela directed me to a separate room, where the nanites waited. As soon as we walked in, a door closed silently behind us.

"We are actually in a different room now," I told her. "Brace yourself, these don't feel very good at first."

I didn't wait for a reply, before grabbing up the instrument, and injecting the tiny robots into her thigh.

She yelped, and grabbed the spot where I had injected her. I could see her veins change colors as the things entered her bloodstream, and spread out.

"Oh, gawd, it feels like fire," Summer moaned.

I stepped up to her, and hugged her tight to me, knowing that she would be okay once it was done. Her arms squeezed me tight in return, and I held her until it was over.

I mentally told her to think her words to me.

'Like this?' her words appeared before my eyes, and I nodded, knowing that she could see me now. 'Why is everything red?' she asked next.

'I have been thinking on that. I think the nanites allow us to see into the infrared, but it appears red to us.' She seemed to accept that explanation. 'Are you ready to meet Lela?'

When she nodded, the doorway opened, and we walked into the other room.



Bait and Switch Ch. 16



By the time Lela was done explaining the entire situation to my sister, I was exhausted, and could barely keep my eyes open, though Summer seemed to get oddly excited by the whole ordeal. 

For some reason the two females seemed to get along just fine, despite being from different species, much less planets.

I don't remember getting back to my mom's house, much less falling asleep.

The front door slamming woke me up. I figured it was just mom finally getting home from up north, and I tried to roll over, but I ran into something.

Or rather, someone.

My eyes flashed open at the same time Summer's did, and we realized the predicament we were in. We were both still naked, and she was in my bed. Panic stricken, we both jumped out of bed. Well, I tried to, but my legs got caught up in the blankets, and I hit the floor with a thud.

My lovely, sweet, beautiful, and sexy sister, tittered at me, and I glared back as I got to my feet. We could hear mom coming down the hallway, and I knew there was no time for her to get out. I pointed to the closet, Summer nodded and jumped in, just in time for my door to creak open.

"Mom!" I protested, standing there naked, and trying to cover myself up.

"Oh, it's not like I haven't seen it—" she cut herself short, as she sniffed a couple times. Her sharp eyes looked deep into me for a few loud heartbeats. She looked around my room, and then back at me, before continuing to talk, her tone dropping to a serious one. "I brought breakfast home. You look like you're feeling better, so get dressed, and, um, tell your sister, too." She turned and closed the door behind her.

I knew Summer and I had been busted, even before we walked out of my room. Summer went straight to hers to get dressed, and I found mom setting out a fast-food breakfast on the table.

'How much trouble do you think we're in?' Summer's words flashed in front of my eyes. 

'I don't know,' I told her.

"Mom, I—" her sharp look, locked my tongue up tight.

"We will wait for your sister, and then we can talk," she told me, and from her tone, I knew there was no arguing with her. I wondered how much trouble we were in. 

I sat at the table, my heart beating loudly in my throat, and my hands going sweaty while we waited for my sister.

When Summer joined us, Mom was the first to speak, her tone flat and emotionless.

"I knew your dad was cheating on me for years. It hurt, but I had no choice, because if I left him, I knew I would lose everything." Her eyes went back and forth between us as she spoke, as if to make sure we were listening. Part of me felt shame for hurting her, but another part of me said that we weren't an official thing, so it wasn't really cheating. She was my mom, and we could never really be together. "I can't tell you that what you're doing is wrong, or even gross, because of what we've already done, Nick."

I wished she hadn't said that. Summer's eyes grew large as she figured out what mom meant. She hit my arm, and looked at me in shock. "No way! You and mom?" she demanded, and the same words flashed in front of my vision. She was using both in her shock. Despite the extra muscle on my arms, the blow still stung, as did her next words, delivered mentally, 'After everything you've confessed, you still kept this from me?'

"I see you didn't know," mom said, unperturbed. "Yes, dear, after our date, we...well, your brother was quite the gentleman, and treated me better than anyone has in years. I should have stopped it, but couldn't help myself. I didn't know that he would try to get you in bed, too. I'm sorry for the part I played in that, dear; especially with your preference in women." 

"But, mom," my sister shot back, "we started the night we found dad cheating on you, so it isn't your fault! I seduced him that afternoon."

Oh boy! I thought. Now everything is coming out. Next thing they'd start talking about Lela and the demons...

Mom looked back and forth between us, and I nodded that it was true. I could see that she was trying to digest this, and she must have come to some sort of conclusion.

"Well, I feel a little better about that. I dunno, less guilty I guess." She drilled me with her eyes again. "Nick, I wanted to talk to you about that night, but haven't had the chance. I guess since all of our secrets are out, now is as good a time as any, though most of what I'd thought is obsolete now."

'We, too, will talk when this is done,' Summer promised me through the nanites, and I felt my heart sink.

"Son, I understand that you have certain...needs, and you certainly helped me out with mine the other night. I have decided that I really don't regret what happened, but we probably shouldn't do it again. What the two of you decide to do is up to you, but I hope you understand that you can never get married or anything." Mom was talking so matter-of-factly, that when she mentioned marriage, Summer and I both spluttered, and I ended up choking on my breakfast.

"Marriage?!?" Summer demanded. "Mom, I love Nick, but I have no intention of MARRYING him!" I nodded that I was in agreement.

'I hope you don't mind,' Summer's words flashed. 'I really like having sex with you, but marriage would be impractical.'

'I agree,' I told her back, glad that we could have this sub-conversation. 'I don't plan on getting married for years to come.'

'What about Gina?' came her response.

'Uhm,' I thought back, thinking about Shanna, but Mom spoke before I could formulate a response.

"Well that's something at least," Mom said, unaware that her two children were talking mind-to-mind.

"Mom," I started to talk, "I am truly sorry I hurt you, like dad did. I didn't think about how it would affect you." I knew how much of a heal that made me sound.

"I know, Nick, and I certainly didn't expect you to be with only me. I knew what you had done with Gina and Nancy, and didn't expect you to stop that either." I cringed as mom mentioned Nancy and Gina. Summer hadn't known about that either.

'I guess you're not so new to incest, after all.' If words could be fire, those would have burned.

'I told you I was perverted,' I thought back at her defensively.

"I guess I really don't know what I expected," mom went on, still oblivious to the other conversation. She was looking at her hands, but after a slight pause, she looked at me curiously. "I guess I should probably be completely honest with you." She took a deep breath, and I wondered what she was going to say. "I stayed up north for more than just the snow. Last night, I...we...that is, Gina, Nancy, and me all..." Her cheeks were dark red, and it didn't take a genius to figure out that there had been a threesome at Gina's house. I won't deny the thought turned me on, but I was curious about how it'd happened.

"Mom!" Summer exclaimed next to me, grabbing her hand. "I didn't know you swung that way."

"I don't, or I didn't... I don't know. Everything is so confused now. When your dad was here, I always knew what to expect. He was cheating on me, but as long as we remained married, he appeared respectable to everyone else, even though we both knew better. Now that he is gone, things have spiraled out of control." She dropped her head into her hands, and Summer gave me a significant look before getting up, and going over to comfort our mother.

'You need to use your switches on her to make her happy,' she thought to me.

'No, I won't manipulate people with them anymore,' I thought right back at her vehemently.

'You're not manipulating her, your helping her. Do it, or I won't help you with the demons.'

I knew the threat was an empty one. She had to help me, or we were all dead. Despite knowing this, I decided to help mom. 

If only Lela's people hadn't abandoned us, leaving us as bait for their escape. 

I touched Summer's hand, so that any switches I made could only be affected if I was with her. That way I wouldn't be tempted to use them on my own. She already had a happy switch in her, but I decided to throw in a content one and a confident one as well. I could have easily thrown them all fully on, while touching Summer, but decided to move them slowly, so that she wouldn't suspect.

'Good thinking,' Summer sent me. Of course she could sense and see everything I was doing.

My sister was gently stroking mom's back, trying to comfort her, and I could see my switches taking effect. Mom looked up at us, and smiled lightly.

"Thank you, both of you. I don't know why, but being with you two like this has made me feel better. Maybe all I needed to do was talk things through." I smiled at Summer, glad I'd been able to help.

"So how did it happen with you, Nancy, and Gina?" Summer asked, and I was certain mom was going to balk. I guess my switches were fully in effect, however, as she answered without reservation.

"We got to talking about it on the way up. I didn't tell Gina about us, Nick, don't worry." She patted my hand as she said this, but I wondered if Gina would have cared, after the way Summer and her had helped set up the date. "I admitted that I had never been with a woman, and they informed me that I was welcome to join them if I wanted to. At first I wasn't going to, aghast at the thought, but the more I thought about it, the more curious I got. The incest between mother and daughter didn't bother me as much as I thought it should, and when I dropped them off, they asked again. The weather made the perfect excuse, and I came in." She stopped talking then, and looked to her two children. "I can't believe I told you all that, but I seem completely fine by it."

Summer smiled at me, before leaning down and whispering something into mom's ear. Mom pulled away, and looked at her curiously, before shrugging.

'What did you say to her?' I wondered to my sister, but she only smiled at me, making me even more curious, and a little anxious.

Mom then looked back at me for a few seconds, before asking, "I know I said we shouldn't anymore, and last night was really great, but I could really use something only a man has." Then I understood what Summer had asked. Her 'confidence' switch must have taken full effect too, as she reached over before I could answer, and started working at my pants.

I almost stopped her, thinking I had caused this with my switches again, but Summer sent me a message. 'Don't stop this. You helped her out, you didn't make her horny. Let this happen, she needs it.'

Looking at it that way, it was hard to argue, and instead I moaned as mom pulled my stiffening member out, and started sucking on it at the dinner table. Summer came around, and dropped down next to her, and the two women started to swap my cock back and forth, and even kiss each other around my pole. If one set of lips was great, two were phenomenal!

Mom was still sitting in her chair, bent over, and it was easy for me to slip my hands into the front of her shirt, and fondle her larger tits while she sucked on my knob. She moaned softly, as I started to roll her right nipple between my fingers. After a few seconds of this, she pulled back, relinquishing my cock completely to her daughter, and took off her top. She smiled at me lovingly, before standing and dropping her pants and panties as well.

I reached out my arms, and pulled her to me, kissing her soundly on the mouth, and letting my hand drop down to between her legs. She was already wet, and I used her natural juices to lube up my fingers, and rub them vigorously against her clit. She started to shake against me, and cry out into our kiss, as I made her cum quicker than I thought possible. She really must have been needing more than what Gina and Nancy had given her last night, to cum so quickly..

Summer left my cock hanging, the air slightly cool on my saliva soaked rod, and pulled my hand away from our mother. She immediately planted her lips on mom's vagina, and the older woman jumped as she felt her daughter's tongue.

"Oh, Summer. You really know how to do that!" she moaned, breaking our kiss. I stepped away from the two, and knelt behind my sister. Pulling her shirt up and off, I was happy to see she hadn't put on a bra. I removed her pants next, and then sat behind her on the floor, wrapping my legs around her torso, while she went back to eating out our mother. My cock was pressed between us against her back, and I took off my shirt before enfolding my lovely sister in my arms. I brought one hand to her tit, giving it a good firm squeeze, and dropped the other to her crotch. I now had my lovely tanned sister sitting in my lap, gleefully fondling her, while she sucked and licked Mom's pussy.

She was even wetter than our mom, and two of my fingers slipped into her with ease. She started to moan, as she rocked her hips against my hand, and pressed back against my cock. Mom was moaning in earnest now too, and soon came on her daughter's lips. Her legs gave out from underneath her, and she collapsed, barely catching herself on the table.

I stood up, lifting Summer at the same time and setting her off to the side. Mom was still trying to catch her breath, when I slid a couple inches of my penis into her, making the attractive older woman gasp. Her eyes flew open, and her hands went to my chest, as she looked me in the eyes.

"Fuck me with your cock, son. I really need a good screw right now." Her words shocked me, they were so different from the last time we'd made love, and I figured her 'confidence' switch had something to do with it.

I leaned forward until our lips met, and slid a little further into her. Our tongues wrestled, as I went deeper and deeper into my beautiful mother's twat. She was on fire inside, and her hands roamed my chest, as I slid back and forth, until I was fully sheathed in her birth canal, her ass planted firmly on the edge of the table.

"Damn, that is so hot!" I heard Summer exclaim, and I looked up to see her with two fingers in her pussy, and her other hand busily rubbing her clit. For some reason it has always been a massive turn on for me to see a woman masturbate, and I went wild, plunging into our mother while I watched Summer getting herself off on her fingers.

Mom had gone silent, and I tore my eyes away from the alluring sight of my sister, to see that she was having one powerful orgasm after another, due to my pounding. Her vagina was undulating around my cock, and I had to stop moving, or I was going to cum too soon. Instead, to distract myself, I hooked my arms under her armpits, and stood up, lifting her off the table, but keeping us connected.

Mom gasped, as her weight forced her down a little more on me, and her legs squeezed my torso for balance. I started walking us back to her room, knowing that Summer would follow.

Once inside, I turned and allowed myself to fall back on the bed, causing mom to grunt again, as she collapsed on my chest.

"Oh, son. The other night was good, but that was...that was unbelievable." Her breathing was ragged as she rested her head on my chest.

'I agree. Watching you two made me cum pretty hard, also,' Summer thought to me.

"I'm not done yet, mom," I told her, lifting her torso high enough that I could latch onto one of her nipples, while I started moving my hips beneath her.

"Son, I don't...ungh...think I can...ahhhhh...keep...going....oh, fuck!" She cried out, as I felt Summer's tongue lick my balls, and I knew she was pleasing mom too. Mom started to move her hips on her own, moaning and grinding herself against her two loving children. When she came again, it was spectacular. Her whole body locked up, and I could feel her fluids gushing out of her hole, soaking my crotch and Summer's face.

She collapsed to the side, as she tried to recover, and I slipped out of her with a very wet slurping noise. My cock wasn't free for long, before Summer swallowed as much of it as she could, between her lips. She began to hungrily clean my cock and balls of all of Mom's juices, as though she hadn't eaten in weeks.

'I can't believe she got all of your cock in her,' she thought to me. "I'm next," she said out loud, before kissing her way up my body. When our tongues met, I could taste our mother on her, and that made me moan even more as I slipped into her already slippery snatch.

I rolled us away from mom, so that I could be on top, and used long, steady strokes to get as deep as I could into my sister's vaginal cavity. I had her breasts in each hand, pinching her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, and she was tossing her head back and forth as I struck bottom again and again. "Fuck me, Nick. Fuck your sister and make me cum, like you did for Mom!"

Mom must have recovered enough, because suddenly she was right there, kissing Summer soundly on the lips, while her right hand dove to her daughter's clit, and started rubbing. My sister's tight pussy clamped down on me hard as she came, sending me over the edge.

I pulled out just in time, and shot my load across mom's hand, and my sister's stomach. I then watched in amazement as mom broke off kissing her daughter, and started licking my cum off the back of her hand. When that was clean, she started licking up all my jism from Summer's stomach.

"Don't swallow that," Summer piped up breathlessly. "I want some."

Mom sucked up more, and then brought her lips over Summer's. I thought she was just going to dribble some out, but Summer grabbed the back of mom's head, and pulled her down, sucking my seed straight from our mother's lips.

Watching them turned me on so much, I realized I hadn't gone limp. I wanted to be back in mom again, so I crawled behind her, but she stopped me.

"I can't right now, son. Not in that hole. It's been years since I've done it, but I think I would like to have you in my ass." Wow, I thought, her confidence is really high.

"The ass, mom? I've heard of people doing that, but does it really feel good?" Summer asked, curiously.

Mom gave Summer a quick peck on the lips, smiling. "Sweety, some of my best ever orgasms came from anal, but your dad didn't like it. Considering how good your brother has felt in my vagina, I can only imagine what he'll feel like in my ass." She wiggled her behind at me. "What are you waiting for?" She asked me, impatiently.

I didn't waste any more time, and dribbled some spit against her anus. My cock was still plenty lubed up between cum and saliva, so I pressed it against her small brown hole. It took a bit of pressure to get into her colon, but once the head slipped in, I groaned at the delightful feeling of her sphincter sliding down the length of my rod.

"Go slow, son. You're a lot bigger than anyone I've ever had back there, and I feel like you're going to split my ass in two." I nodded, and waited for her to give me the go ahead, before sliding deeper into her colon. "Mmm, that's it. Nice and slow. Gawd, it has been too long. Ahhh, I can feel you so deep inside me."

I was going slow, but it didn't take mom long before she was pushing back against me. I took the hint, and picked up my pace, till the room was filled with the sounds of my hips slapping into her ass, and her moaning loudly. 

Summer was playing with herself again, and fondling one of mom's dangling breasts while she watched us, a hungry look in her eyes.

"That's it, son. Fuck your mother's ass. Make me cum hard on your big fucking cock. Yes, yes, yes!" Summer plastered her lips to Mom's as my sister started to cum, and I could feel Mom's tight sphincter grip me as she came right afterwards.

Mom fell forward, pulling herself off of me, as she hungrily made out with Summer.

"Okay, sweety, your turn," mom said softly. I saw a spark of fear in my sister's eyes, but it was replaced by desire as she looked over at me.

"How did it feel for you?" she asked me aloud.

"It felt wonderful," I told her, "but you should be asking mom, not me."




Bait and Switch Ch. 16



"Mom already told me, and I saw how much she enjoyed it. I want to make sure you enjoy it too." I don't know if I could have ever loved my sister more, than at that point.

"Let me get you ready," mom said, crawling between Summer's legs. "We should give your brother a break."

I watched in delight, as mom lifted Summer's pelvis, and started to lick her ass. This was a sight I'd never imagined, much less thought I'd ever see, as Mom licked around Summer's anus, making my sister moan in delight.

"Mmm, that does feel good, mom. I like the feel of your tongue in my ass." Mom moved her hand up, while simultaneously moving her mouth to her daughter's pussy, and I saw my sister's eyes go wide, as mom slipped a finger into her ass. "Oh, wow! If your finger feels that good, I wonder what his cock will feel like."

"You're going to have to wait a second for that, sweety. I need to stretch you out a little first," mom told her, "and I will need you to relax a little, so that it doesn't hurt," and then went back to licking her daughter's pussy. After a few minutes, mom slipped another finger in, and then another. Summer came hard, moaning and grinding against our mother. "Okay, I think you're ready now."

I was rock hard, and about ready to explode, I was so horny right then. Mom had me lie on my back, while Summer got on top of me. My loving mother gripped my phallus, and aimed it at her daughter's ass. "Okay, Summer, come back slowly, and you will need to be relaxed. If you tense up it will hurt." Summer nodded, as she sucked in her bottom lip, and looked down at me.

'I can't wait to feel you in my ass,' she thought to me. 'I want to have you every way a woman can have a man, till you go back to school.'

I moaned loudly as I felt her brown hole hit my head, and a second later I was in her. Summer froze immediately, and mom kept whispering for her to relax. She did as she was told, and even started sliding her anus down my invading tool.

If her pussy was tight, her colon was even tighter. I couldn't believe how firmly she gripped me, as I felt every centimeter of myself slide deeper and deeper into her.

"Does my ass feel good, Nick?" she asked me, and I couldn't find my voice right then, so I only nodded. "Mmm, it feels good to me too," she moaned as our pelvises finally met. For the first time, my sword was fully sheathed in my sister.

"Good," mom told Summer, "now just take your time, and since you're on top, you can control the pace."

She nodded, and started to rock her hips back and forth. Her eyes grew wide again, and she looked at me in astonishment. "I can feel you in me deeper than ever. I can't believe how good this feels. It hurt a little at first, but now that I'm used to it...I like it!"

I smiled as I placed one hand against her tit, and moved the other to her pussy. I had to angle my hand uncomfortably in order to slip a finger inside her, but her moan when I did it, made the discomfort worth it. She gripped her free breast as she picked up her pace atop me.

Mom crawled over me, and replaced my hand, and I was able to suckle one of Mom's breasts. I moved the hand that had been replaced down to mom's pussy, and despite her earlier protestations, she let me play with her clit, while Summer's moans grew in volume. I couldn't believe I was in my sister's ass, or that my own mother had helped me do this. I was in true incestuous heaven!

"Oh, Gawd! I never knew. I never knew how good this could feel. I love you in my ass, Nick. Oh, Gawd, I'm going to cum, and it's a big one!" Summer started to shake and shudder, and I thought her sphincter was going to pinch my cock off, she got so tight. But at the same time, her colon massaged and writhed around the entire length of my cock, and without any other warning, I started to shoot deep into her ass.

Summer fell over, and mom sat up. I looked at my lovely sister, as she laid there, eyes closed and breathing heavily, a smile lightly gracing her soft lips.

"That must have really been a big one," mom whispered. "I have only passed out twice from an anal orgasm, but they were always the best." Mom gave me a soft kiss, cuddling up to my side. "I think we are going to need to be put on birth control," she said, and this time it was me that smiled.

Despite how early it still was, I was exhausted, and fell asleep, between the two lovely women in my family.

The next couple days were a blur, as we spent most of our time in bed, between one set of legs or another.

It was with a heavy heart that I drove back up north, for New Years. Thankfully the nanites worked at any distance, and I was still able to communicate with my sister, the whole time. Unfortunately, she started by giving me a play by play with mom, and I soon had to pull over, in order to masturbate, before I could continue driving.



Bait and Switch Ch. 17



All I wanted to do was walk into my familiar room, play a few video games, read a comic or two, or maybe even re-watch an episode of Battlestar Galactica. Was that too much to hope for? I could do more research on defeating the demons after a little rest. 

Unfortunately, I'm afraid it was too much to ask, for there was a sock on the doorknob. I was a bit surprised by that, as Dennis and Robin hadn't been too shy in the past, and hadn't cared when Gina and I'd watched them. For a minute or two I stood there, debating on just walking in anyway, but decided that valor was the better part of discretion, and walked back down to my car.

It was New Year's Eve, and my usual tradition was to stay up late playing video games, before going to bed the next morning. Since I didn't know how long my roommate would be, and since gaming was on my mind, I decided to call up Shanna.

"Nick? I'm so glad you called! When are you getting back?" She sounded breathless on the other end of the phone as she excitedly talked to me.

"Well, I'm actually at my apartment now, but Dennis and Robin are currently using it. What are you doing?" I asked her, hoping she would get the hint that I wanted to come over.

"Getting ready for a party tonight. Are you going?" Since there were literally hundreds of parties going on, I had no idea which one she meant, and told her so. "The cosplay New Year's one, silly. What other party would I want to go to?"

What party indeed? I wondered.

"But I don't have a costume out here, and I can't get to the ones in my apartment," I said disheartened. I also couldn't afford one, after all the money I'd spent down south, and didn't think I could find one that would be up to my standards on such short notice.

"Oh, well, if you get the chance to get one, I'd love to go with you," the disappointment in her voice decided me. One way or another, I was going. I only had to get a costume. Well, Dennis will understand if I break this one small convenience. Maybe if I'm quiet, he won't even know I was in there.

I trudged back up the stairs, pulled off the sock, and unlocked the door. Putting the sock back on the knob for good measure, before I quietly slipped into my apartment. I could hear the sounds of my roommate's lovemaking drifting down the short hallway, and was fairly sure they wouldn't be able to hear me.

Confident that I was going to get away with this, I started tiptoeing towards my room. By the sounds they were making, I guessed that he'd left his door open. Just as I walked into the main room, I realized my mistake.

Robin looked up at me, and smiled, as she rode on top of Dennis. They were on the couch, and my roommate had one of her fake tits in his mouth, while she rocked her hips back and forth, moaning loudly. Her red hair was bouncing atop her head, as Dennis thrust into her from below.

"Nick!" Robin exclaimed with a lascivious smile.

"What the..." Dennis started to yell, as he stopped moving, craning his neck around to look at me, as I stood frozen in the entryway. "Dude... Sock!" 

"Sorry," I told them embarrassed. "I just need to get something from my room, and I'll be gone." 

I started to walk past, but the pathway was short, and I had no choice but to walk close to them. I had noticed that despite Dennis stopping his movements, Robin hadn't stopped grinding against my roommate, and she grinned as I tried to slip by. Her hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, halting me.

"Do you have to go so quick?" the redhead asked, and I didn't know what to think. Dennis started to say something, but Robin pulled his head back up to her tit, shutting him up; after a coupe seconds, he started moving inside her again. "Why don't you join us?" Her hand left my wrist, and went to my pants.

"Uh... Dennis," I said, not sure what he would think of this.

Letting go of her nipple just long enough to say, "Whatever, dude," before gripping Robin's hips, and increasing her movements.

Robin moaned loudly at this, and I capitulated. She quickly had my pants down to my ankles, and I kicked off my shoes and then pants. She had a firm grip on my already hard cock, and used it to pull me over to her waiting mouth.

Her lips stretched tight around my head, before I felt her tongue bathe the underside of my penis. Robin was great at giving head, and she elicited moan after moan from me. Her own moans were sending delightful vibrations through my saliva coated rod. If I hadn't had to stop on the drive up here to masturbate, she probably would have had me spewing down her throat. This was the first time I'd ever been with a woman at the same time as another man, but Robin's mouth didn't let me care.

Robin must have been enjoying this a lot as well, because she had three consecutive orgasms, before finally pulling away from my shiny knob, and looking me lustfully in the eyes. "I want to feel this beast in me," she said as she got off of Dennis. I expected her to have me lay down, but instead, she merely turned around, and after a few seconds of fidgeting, had Dennis well seated in her ass.

"Oh, fuck!" Dennis exclaimed. "I love how tight your ass is, dear."

She turned to look at her boyfriend, smiling, "Mmm, and I love how well you fit back there." She turned back to me, still with that hungry grin on her lips. "But right now, I want to see if I can get that thing in my pussy, too. I've never had two men at once. This should be fun."

With her back against my roommate and him buried to the hilt in her ass, I could clearly see her freshly fucked pussy open and waiting for me. I was so turned on by the redhead's brazen nature that I truly didn't care about Dennis being there anymore.

I got onto the couch, between the two sets of legs, and started to rub my saliva slickened penis against her swollen, wet, lips. Robin moaned and closed her eyes as Dennis started to buck beneath her. I timed my own thrust with his, slipping a couple inches into her at once.

Her eyes flew back open, and her arms wrapped around my neck, as she screamed, "Oh gawd, that feels good. I feel so stuffed with both of my holes filled. Fuck me Dennis, fuck me Nick. Use your cocks to make me cream! OH GAWD!"

She mashed her lips to mine in an all-devouring kiss, as I felt her inner muscles contract violently around my rod. I could feel the other man pumping in and out of her colon while she came, but tried to ignore it, as I started to go deeper into this fiery redhead. A small part of me felt bad for kissing another man's girlfriend, but the part of my brain that was doing the most thinking demanded I kiss her back.

Our tongues swirled around each other, as she continued to cum, and I brought one of my hands up to her fake left tit, giving it a good squeeze. Despite the fact that I could see her chest was fake, they felt real enough. I was sawing my hips back and forth, in time with Dennis's movements, and had soon sunk into her as far as I could go, hitting the opening to her womb.

Robin broke off the kiss, when I struck bottom, and reached down to where we were connected. She split her fingers on either side of my cock, and then looked at me in surprise at how much still remained outside of her. At least two inches stood pointing to the strip of red hair above her pussy.

"Oh, fuck, that thing is big," she moaned. I knew Dennis wasn't a small guy himself, and hoped he didn't get jealous of me.

Dennis's hands came around his girlfriend's torso, and started playing with her big tits, replacing mine, so I grabbed her hips, and started driving into her as hard and fast as I could.

"That's it, baby. Fill my ass with your cum," Robin cried out suddenly as Dennis began to grunt. "Oh, it feels so hot in there. You're going to make me cum again!"

This time as her pussy started massaging my phallus, I was too close, and pulled out a second too late. One shot made it off inside her pussy, before I could pull and shoot the rest across her stomach.

Robin was still in the throes of her climax, and I watched as she spread my cum across her stomach, and even fingered herself for a few seconds with her cum covered hands.

Not sure of the etiquette of these things, I quickly got up, gathered my clothes, and went to my room. I got cleaned up as best I could, and was fully dressed again, when a knock sounded on my door.

"Hey, Nick," Dennis said, "we need to talk."

Uh-oh, I thought, here it comes.

I opened the door, half expecting my roommate's fist to come flying at me. His hand did enter, but only because he was holding it out to me. I shook it, and he walked into my room. I could hear the shower going, and knew where Robin was.

"Sorry if that bothered you, man. She's been asking me for that for a bit now. At first I wasn't sure how I would handle it. She tells me she loves me, and I believe her. It was actually kind of kinkier than I thought it would be. Dude, when you went in her, her asshole tightened so much I thought she was going to pinch my cock in two!" I let him ramble on for a bit, glad he wasn't mad at me. "So, how are you handling it?" He finally asked me as he wound down.

"I dunno," I told him honestly. "It was different, and I can't deny I enjoyed it. You have quite the catch on your hands, Dennis."

"Don't I, though?" he said with a foolish grin on his face.

He shook my hand again, smiling, before turning to leave. He stopped in the doorway, looking back at me with a serious look in his eyes. "Thanks for pulling out of her. She doesn't believe in birth control, and we have been lucky so far." I remembered that one shot had made it in her, and remembered how she had fingered herself with my cum, and couldn't speak. I nodded though; glad he couldn't read my thoughts. Thanks to Lela, I knew I was fertile. "One last thing," his face was now stern, "despite what happened in there, if I ever find you alone with her, I'll kick your ass."

He didn't wait for a response, before turning, and walking away. I wasn't worried about him being able to beat me up; between my switches and current strength, he wouldn't stand a chance. I didn't plan on trying to steal Robin from him, though. I already had enough women in my life, and no matter how real her tits felt, I preferred the genuine article.

I looked around my room, and sighed a breath of relief. My vacation had been an eventful one, but not relaxing. It was good to be surrounded by my geek paraphernalia again. Remembering the entire reason I had come into the apartment, despite the dangling sock, I went to my closet to look through my costumes. All of them tied into geek culture in one form or another. My first thought had been to go as Gambit, but with my current muscles, I wasn't quite as lanky and thin as I used to me. I continued to go through my costumes, some were bad for cold weather, though I knew I would be indoors most of the time, some were just too obscure, and other's too worn out. I ended up going as Gambit anyway, trench coat, bow-staff, gloves and all. I even had some contacts, which turned my eyes black, but waited to put those in, as they tended to annoy my eyes if I wore them for too long.

Robin slipped into my room at one point as I was getting ready, and gave me a critical look.

"Who are you supposed to be? A pirate?" she asked solicitously.

"No, mon chere," I said in my best bayou accent, "I be da Gambit." When she continued to look at me I informed her without the accent, "From a comic book series."

"Oh, yeah, the geek thing." She dropped her gaze to my covered crotch, before adding, "Sometimes I forget about that. Especially when it comes to your other attributes." She smiled at me, and I grew nervous, remembering Dennis's warning. Again, I wasn't worried about him, but I didn't care to cross any lines. "Anyway, the reason I came in here, is that I want to clarify something. Despite what happened in there, I love Dennis, and have no intention of trying to get with you on a permanent basis. I'm sorry if we gave you the wrong idea..."

"No," I told her, relieved. "I'm happy for you two. I have plenty to deal with on my own."

"Well don't sound too heartbroken," she complained, and I realized that I'd hurt her ego. She must have expected me to be disappointed, and when I wasn't...

"Not that I would turn you away, if you and Dennis didn't work out," I quickly piped up, trying to sooth her.

"Hmm, well, with a cock as big as yours, you're welcome to join us whenever you like, just don't expect it too often." She winked at me as she turned and walked out, and I thought Dennis was in for on helluva ride with this fiery redhead.

I called up Shanna, to ask if she wanted me to pick her up, or meet her at the party. There was only ever one cosplay party this time of year, and while I'd always known about it, I was never comfortable going alone.

"Come get me, and we can go together," she said, and I could tell that she was excited about me going. "Who are you going as? I want to see if we will match."

"Uh-uh," I told her, smiling though I knew she couldn't see me. "You get ready, and we'll see how well we match when I get there." She protested, but in the end, I won out.

I drove to her place and knocked on her door, and Shannon answered.

"Gambit, huh? Now I know what to dress as!" she told me, grinning triumphantly.

"You're going too, Shannon?" I asked, and laughed when she pouted that I knew who she was.

"How do you DO that?" she demanded, but I just gave her an enigmatic smile in response. "Well, no. I got invited to another party, but I was looking forward to it. Good choice of costume, though, you're a little too well built for it. Gambit is tall, but with your current build, you're a little wider than he is."

"Is that a fat joke?" I asked, poking her in the sides, playfully.

She laughed, and then yelled up the stairs, "Shanna, Nick is here. You're safe to come out." I wondered at the last part, but when I saw Shanna, I understood.

She had dressed up as Rogue, up to and including dying her hair red, except for a white spot in front. Her blue eyes sparkled as she smiled widely, seeing me in my matching outfit. 

"I guess we match after all," I told her, returning the smile. She ran to me, and flung her arms around my neck, before kissing me.

"I've missed you," she said breathlessly.

I wrapped my arms around her thin waist, and loved how her outfit hugged her curves. "Mon, chere, your touch truly does entice da life right outta da Gambit." She laughed at my accent, and I realized just how much I'd missed the sound of her musical laugh. "I've missed you, too. And your cute laugh, and long lashes. Shall we go?" I asked her.

Her mouth moved to a pouty position, and in her Rogue outfit, I thought it was pretty cute. "You don't want to fool around, first?" she asked me.

"Is it always sex with you?" I asked her, remembering when she'd used a similar line on me a while ago.

She laughed at the turnaround, and dragged me out the door.

The party was at a large house, bordering on a mansion, and there was music blaring everywhere, lights flashing, and costumes galore. Considering how cold it was outside, I was surprised at how skimpy some of the outfits were; some of them barely legal in public.

I immediately excused myself to the bathroom, and went to put in my contacts. When I returned, Shanna had moved away from the spot I'd left her at, but I only had to sense for her 'happy' switch to find her.

To my surprise, she was chatting with another Rogue. I grabbed us a couple drinks, and went to go join them. The other Rogue was pretty cute, I couldn't deny, but I could tell she was wearing blue contacts, and a wig. Shanna's costume was better.

Shanna didn't notice I was there, till I handed her a drink.

"Oh, you're back," she said barely glancing at me. "Nick, this is Julia, we have a few classes together." By her tone, it didn't sound like she enjoyed those classes.

"Nick, huh? Cool contacts." Julia said, turning the full effect of her bright blue eyes on me. She placed her hand on my chest, and got a little uncomfortably close, as she gazed into my black eyes. "They could just draw you in, couldn't they?" Her lips parted, and I knew she was giving me the go ahead to kiss her by the way she was looking at me, and the shape she had made of her red lips.

I stepped back, and turned my back on her. I was here with Shanna, and no matter what I may do when I'm not with her, I wasn't going to kiss another woman in front of her.

Shanna looked at me for the first time since I got back, and I saw she was startled by my eyes. She quickly got over it though, as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and a, "Thank you."

She took my arm, and pulled me away. When we were far enough away, which wasn't too far considering the music, I leaned over and asked what that had been about.

Shanna studied my face for a bit, before answering. "That's just Julia. We've been rivals since elementary school. She has always been jealous of me, and wants whatever I have, including boyfriends." She glared over to where Julia was smiling at us. Apparently the rival knew we were talking about her. I didn't doubt that Julia had been successful in the past at stealing men. Dressed as she was, she looked absolutely stunning. I still found Shanna more attractive, dressed up as a better Rogue, but couldn't deny that the wonton way Julia had acted, had had an effect on me.

One of Shanna's words caught in my mind. "Boyfriend? Is that what I am?"

She studied my face for a bit, before answering with a shy smile. "Maybe... After the way you just turned away from her, it is definitely points in your favor." I looked back over to the other woman, and noticed that her smile had turned a little sour.

I took my date out onto the dance floor, and she laughed at my clumsy attempts at dancing, but I didn't mind, just enjoying the way she sounded, and how her long lashes batted at me.

Julia didn't seem to be done with us though, and at one point, I found myself sandwiched between the two women. They glared daggers at each other, around me, and I really started to get uncomfortable. It didn't help that Julia kept running her hands all over my body.

"Let's go," I told Shanna after Julia had grabbed my crotch for the second time. I'd thought the first time was a fluke, but when she got a firm hold on my cock the second time, I knew it was intentional.

"And let her win?" She shook her head. "I won't let her drive us away. Just ignore her." That was easier said than done.

I pulled Julia's hand off my ass, and gave Shanna a kiss, hoping the other woman would get the hint. When I didn't feel her behind me, I thought she did, until I realized that she had only moved to the other side of Shanna, and was now running her hands all over HER body.

I was utterly confused at this point. What game was Julia playing? And why wasn't Shanna stopping her? When I saw Julia start to kiss Shanna's neck from behind, I grew even more confused, and pulled my Rogue over to me.

"What's going on?" I asked again. "I thought you hated her."

She looked at me a bit dazedly, before looking around, and seeing Julia smiling at us again. "What? Ahh, I mean, yeah, I do. I don't know what she is thinking." She looked at Julia again, a puzzled expression on her face. "Maybe you're right. Let's go. We can see the countdown at my place, and I really want to be alone with you."

I nodded, still uncertain about her answer, but figured if it got us out of this situation, all the better.

We walked out to my car, but Julia was yelling after us. I didn't want to see a cat fight break out, so I tried to hurry us along, but Shanna stopped instead.

Groaning, I decided to try and put an end to this, before it could go on.

"Look, Julia, you're cute and all, but I'm with Shanna. Go bother some other guy." I tried to be nice, but I knew my voice sounded a little harsh in my annoyance.




Bait and Switch Ch. 17



Julia looked at me with an odd look, before shaking herself.

"I'm not here to talk to you. I want to talk to Shanna." I remained standing there, and Shanna gripped my hand, as we looked at the other Rogue. She looked hard at me for a minute, and I realized she wanted me to leave, but I wasn't going to leave Shanna alone with this other vixen. After a few seconds, Julia sighed, and spoke some more. "I guess if I need to say this in front of him, then I will." She turned to face Shanna, her expression and tone serious. "Shanna, I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you. You have always been so beautiful, that even as kids, I was jealous of you. I know I stole some of your boyfriends, and I never even knew why, with some of them. I didn't even like most of them." 

Shanna's grip on my hand grew tighter as Julia spoke, and I could feel the anger nearly radiating off of her in the cold night.

"I think I know why, now," Julia continued to say. "I've always been jealous that those other men could have you, when what I really wanted... What I desired... I took your boyfriends, so that I could in some way be close to you," she finished in a rush, and Shanna's hand released mine in shock.

The import of what she'd just said wasn't lost on me either, as I stood there stunned.

"Why are you telling me this now?" my Rogue asked.

"Because...because I only just realized it in there. No one has ever been able to ignore me as well as he did, so I decided to step up my game, by playing with you. Only instead of winning him over, I found that I was enjoying being with you instead. I realized that I've liked you for a very long time." Julia sounded truly sincere, but I couldn't help but wonder if this was just another ploy of hers to win me over. If it was, I didn't see how it would work.

The two women looked at each other for a bit, and Shanna must have come to some sort of a decision. She turned to me, and took both of my hands in hers. "Nick, will you please go warm up your car. I promise I'll be there in a bit."

"Are you sure?" I whispered to her, but she told me to go.

Unsure what was going to happen, I stayed aware of her 'happy' switch. While it wasn't on, it wasn't fully off either. I walked to my car, part of my mind on that switch, as I started it up, and turned up the heater. Curiously, her switch moved a little bit to the happy side, but not far, before I saw them both walking over to my car.

I jumped out, and held the car door open for Shanna. "Julia is going to come back to my place with us," she told me, whispering in my ear. "I'm not giving you permission to be with her." The last part of the whisper was fierce, and I found that I was now more confused than ever. What had these two Rogues talked about?

The drive wasn't long, but made to seem longer by the silence in my car. When I got out to let Shanna out, I noticed that Julia waited for me to open her door, too. I looked to my date, and she didn't seem to care, so I opened her door, and she stepped out.

"Thanks, Nick," Julia told me. "I'm sorry about how I behaved earlier."

I nodded, not sure what to say.

Once inside, Shanna poured us all drinks, and they sat to watch TV, while I went to remove my contacts. My eyes were starting to bother me. I could hear the women talking, but couldn't make out what they were saying, and when I rejoined them, they immediately grew quiet.

"Will someone please explain to me what is going on?" I asked, somewhat annoyed by their behavior. 

Shanna handed me my drink, before explaining. "We have decided to try and be friends. We'll see how that works. If it goes well, then maybe more will come later." I nodded as thought this made perfect sense. After some thought, it kind of did. Hadn't Robbie been nice to me, after a fashion, after I'd stolen Gina from him?

"So, Nick. You're all the talk of the campus right now. You seem to have grown pretty popular lately," Julia commented.

I swallowed a sip of my drink uncomfortably. "Yeah, for some reason, some of the jocks have taken a liking to me. Kinda unexpected," I tried to blow off the question. They had become friendlier with me after the whole kidnapping scene where Robbie had beat me up because of Gina's lies. I still wasn't sure if it was because they were afraid of what I had done that night with my switches, or because they felt bad about their hand in the fiasco.

Julia pretty much ignored me after that, even though Shanna and I were cuddling on the couch.

When the ball started to drop, we all counted down, and cheered as the New Year began. Shanna spun around in my arms, and kissed me quite thoroughly. We were both quite out of breath, when I let her pull away. I saw Julia standing there, forlornly, and felt bad for her. I knew what it was like to be alone on New Years.

Shanna saw her, too, and to my surprise, she let go of me, and walked over to her. "Let this be a new year for new beginnings, and the end of old rivalries," she said, and then kissed her for a few seconds.

When they pulled away, I was wondering if I was actually going to get a crack at this second Rogue after all, despite what Shanna had told me.

Julia's eyes were sparkling, and I could see a tremulous smile on her lips, as Shanna walked back over to me, and grabbed my hand, pulling me back to her room.

"Someone has been on their best behavior tonight, and I think he deserves a reward," she told me with a wink. When Julia made to follow us, I thought for sure it was going to happen, but Shanna indicated for her to stay outside, and shoved me into her room.

Once inside, Shanna started stripping off her costume, and I did the same. As she met me on the bed, I noticed that she had left the door cracked, and Julia was spying on us. I laughed inwardly, wondering if Shanna had done it on purpose or not. She had said she still didn't trust the other woman, and I wondered if this was some kind of test. But whether it was a test for me or her, I didn't know.

All thoughts of the other women fled, however, when Shanna's wet lips wrapped around my cock, and she started to give me one helluva blowjob. Luckily I'd already gotten off twice today, or else I really wouldn't have lasted long. I don't know why, but for some reason, she seemed to take extra care to make sure I was enjoying it, and easily had me moaning and groaning, as I ran my fingers through her red dyed hair. She almost looked like another person, with the change in her hair color.

As much as I was enjoying her attentions, I felt bad for ignoring her pleasure. Pulling her up, I laid her down on the bed. I started to kiss her feet, sucking gently on her toes, and running my tongue between the little digits, listening to her small purrs of pleasure as I did it. I trailed kisses up the arch of her foot, to her heel, where I nibbled a bit, before moving up her calf, the underside of her knee, then thigh, and finally the juncture at the top.

I could see that she was already soaking wet by the time my tongue swirled around her inner lips. She tasted as good as ever, and I hungrily drove my tongue into her as deep as it would go.

I heard a noise behind me, and only then remembered Julia. She must have entered the room. I moved my mouth up to Shanna's clit, so that I could get a look at her face, and saw that she must have been staring at where Julia was. She didn't look angry, though, so I concentrated on attacking her clit with my teeth and lips.

She was soon quivering, with my head locked between her legs, and her fingernails digging into my scalp. When her legs released me, she grabbed me by my ears, and hauled me up to her face, where she greedily licked her juices from my lips, chin, and tongue.

I remembered the way Summer and I had been together at first, and thought I would tease Shanna a little bit. I placed the head of my cock against her labia, and rubbed it up and down, making her moan with desire.

"Fuck me, Nick. You've been away for too long, and I need your monster prick inside me," Shanna demanded, but I continued to tease her, until she had another orgasm from me rubbing against her tiny clit. As soon as I saw the beginnings of her passion, I quickly changed angles, and thrust myself as deep into her as I could go in one stroke.

Shanna grunted at the invasion, and it increased her orgasm. I could feel her fingernails digging into the flesh of my back. I pulled all of my length out, except for my head, and then shoved back into her, going for that deepest spot that I've found in the twins. After pounding into her for a few minutes, making her cum again and again, I realized the angle must be wrong, and rolled us over.

When we swapped places, I caught a glimpse of Julia, her lips parted in an 'O', eyes closed, and her hand buried deep in her own pussy. She had a hold of her wrist with the other hand, and it looked like she was trying to get her fist even deeper into her hole. She had decent sized tits, though smaller than Shanna's, and they bounced in time with her efforts.

Julia opened her eyes and saw me staring. She grinned as she licked her dark red lips at me seductively.

I decided I'd better concentrate on the woman I was with, and latched onto one of her breasts, while I reached down between us, and pressed hard against her clit. This time when she came, I felt myself slip into her that last little bit, as her womb strangled the head of my cock.

"Oh, fuck. I forgot what you feel like so deep in me. Oh, I love how you fill every part of me Nick," Shanna moaned, and I could feel her juices leaking out and around my invading tool.

I knew I was getting close, and gripped her hips, forcing her violently back and forth. She felt so good, with that tight grip on my member, and I soon unloaded my seed into her grasping vagina, to the echoing sound of loud cries from the other two women. 

Shanna collapsed against my chest, trying to catch her breath, while I slowly softened inside of her, without slipping out. She kissed me tenderly, before squeezing her arms underneath me, and hugging me tight with her whole body.

The last thing I remember before falling asleep was her whisper in my ear. "I think I could fall in love with you, Nick. I know I can trust you. Thank you for being..." the rest was lost in the oblivion of sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that I was still inside Shanna, and had grown hard again. Julia was sleeping naked, next to us.

Definitely a better way to start the New Year, than in the past.



Bait and Switch Ch. 18



Julia had taken off her Rogue wig, and I could see in the early morning light that her short hair was the color of gold in the dawn light.

My slight movement must have been enough to awaken Shanna, and she looked down on me with a sleepy smile. "Mmm, good morning," she murmured to me, and lightly pecked my lips. She shifted her hips a little, and must have realized I was still inside her, as her eyes grew wide, and her smile wider. "Mmm, I could get use to waking up like this." She gave me a hug, and I couldn't help but twitch inside her, as her whole body squeezed me.

"Huh, wha—" Julia woke up next to us, slightly confused. "Oh!" she exclaimed when the fogginess of sleep had finally been rubbed from her eyes, and she saw Shanna and me.

I didn't know what to think. Shanna had made it clear to me that Julia was off limits to me, which was fine, though disappointing. Last night she had been across the room while I was screwing Shanna, and I could still envision her fisting herself. But now she was right here next to us, and after the days and nights I'd spent with my sister and mom, it took all of my self-control not to reach out, and start playing with her small dark nipples.

I decided to start small, and see what happened. Slowly, I began to move my hips, slipping in and out of Shanna's vagina. The current redhead moaned as I did this, giving me a devilish look, as though she knew what was in my mind, but she didn't stop me. Instead, she turned to Julia, and said, "I guess you behaved yourself, last night." She reached out, and started rubbing one of the other woman's breasts, and Julia smiled at her appreciatively. "Perhaps we can have some fun this morning." Then she looked back at me seriously, "But she's still off limits to you."

I didn't know what to say to that, but figured that at least I wasn't being left out completely, like Julia had been last night.

"Thank you," Julia gushed, and then half sat up, and started kissing the woman I was slowly fucking. Julia's nipple was only a couple centimeters from my lips, as she kissed Shanna, and it was torture not to lift up and suck it in.

To distract myself, I closed my eyes, and picked up my pace inside Shanna. She sat up more, and I felt a hand down near my crotch. Opening my eyes, I saw that it was Julia's hand, vigorously rubbing Shanna's clit while she sucked on her tit. Julia's ass was now facing me, and I could see her juices already leaking down her legs. She must have been seriously turned on, to be that wet already. Again, the image of her fist diving in and out of that juicy cunt flashed through my mind, and I wondered what it would be like to have your entire hand in a woman. My left hand started to twitch at the thought, and instead of following through with the impulse, I placed both hands behind my head to keep them out of the way, and just let Shanna ride me.

When I looked back at my lover, she was looking at me, and I knew I'd been caught staring. I blushed slightly, but dammit, I'm a man, and she was a naked woman right next to me. It would be impossible for me NOT to look. Shanna didn't say anything though, and just continued to moan, as Julia and I brought her to a crashing orgasm.

As she came, Julia pulled her off of me, and the two women started making out madly, hands roaming all over each other's bodies. My cock stood forlornly, pointing to the ceiling, all but forgotten.

Well, I wasn't about to be forgotten for long, and as I rolled off of the bed to get into position behind Shanna, they both moved into a sixty-nine position. I had to move again, but Shanna's ass was now aimed perfectly in the air for me, and I got back on the bed, and squatted behind her, with my feet planted on either side of her legs.

I easily slid right back into her, while Julia sucked on her clit. I could feel her vaginal walls constrict around me every time Julia flicked Shanna's clitoris, and I was soon moaning in time with sexy female geek. A few times I felt Julia's tongue on my balls, but I didn't say anything to Shanna; it felt too good.

I grabbed Shanna's hips, and started to pound myself into her, as I felt my orgasm approach, and Shanna screamed out a split second before I started to unload into her. My body was wracked by paroxysms of pleasure, as gob after gob of my semen flooded Shanna's pussy, and leaked out around my cock.

I pulled out, and Julia hungrily attacked the now-empty hole, sucking all of my semen out of her. Despite how erotic the scene was, I knew I was spent, so decided to leave the women to their own pleasures, and went to get into the shower.

Shanna joined me a couple minutes later.

"I figured you would still be with Julia," I told the nearly insatiable woman.

"Are you mad at me?" she asked, throwing me into confusion. She must have seen my misunderstanding painted across my face, for she continued, "For not letting you fuck Julia, too?"

I had to laugh. It had been torture true, but it had been kind of kinky, as well. "Well, no," I told her, "I'm not mad. But I'm a bit confused. You didn't have a problem sharing me with your sister, so why have one with Julia?"

She gave me her familiar, 'You know nothing, Jon Snow,' look, before answering.

"Because Shannon is my sister, and I trust her. Julia is another matter. I might trust her in time, but there is a long history that we both have to get past first," she told me, placing her hand on my chest as she looked into my eyes.

"Is that why—" She must know me better than I thought, as she placed a finger across my mouth, stopping me.

"If you're going to ask about the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing again, please don't," she told me, knowing exactly what I'd been about to bring up. "Yes, she is a big reason why I don't want to label us. She has stolen most of my past boyfriends. You have shown me I can trust you when I am with you, but how do I know about when you are out of my sight? If we aren't officially together, then it won't hurt as bad."

I really had no answer for her, because I couldn't say that I hadn't been with other women when she wasn't around. I offered the only truth to her that I could, "I promise that I will not let her take me away from you. Besides, she can't even begin to compare to how wonderful you are to me."

She placed her hands on my hips, as she looked me in the eyes seriously, before pulling me to her, and hugging me tightly. "Thank you," she murmured, her head pressed against my chest, as the water sprayed down on us. "I lo—, er...thank you."

I nodded, knowing what she had been about to say, and hugged her back to me, feeling warm inside.

Julia jumped into the shower after we got out, and I got dressed back into most of my costume from last night, not having any other clothes here.

"I'll leave you two, to work things out," I told Shanna, giving her a long kiss. "I want to get home, and finally relax." She looked disappointed, but I really hadn't been able to relax for a while, and I was looking forward to being in my own room.

I didn't make it home. Halfway there, words flashed across my vision, 'Get somewhere private. It is an emergency.'

I didn't know if it was Lela or Summer, but guessed the former. My sister could have just told me, or even called me, but if I needed to get somewhere private, that likely meant Lela. She had never taken me in the day, before, so I knew it must be important.

I pulled over into a mostly empty parking lot and waited. It didn't take long, before a shadow loomed over my car. A second later, I found myself in the featureless blue room.

I wasn't alone.

Arms wrapped around me from behind, a moment before I heard a whisper in my ear. "I've missed you, little bro."

I turned around, and hugged Summer back, wondering what the emergency was. Thinking back on the shadow that had covered my car, I knew Lela was risking her ship being seen. Whatever it was, it must have been something dire.

"What's going on?" I asked, hoping my older sister would know.

"I'm not sure. I had only a moment's notice, before Lela came and took me. Nick, I think mom might have seen the ship," Summer informed me, worriedly.

That wasn't good. If mom saw the ship, and found Summer missing, things could go badly. I truly hoped she was wrong.

I looked around for the opening that would lead to Lela, but it wasn't in evidence, and in this featureless room, I didn't even know where it was supposed to be. With Summer's arms still around me, I could sense her off to my right. I could also sense all of my other switches moving away at an alarming rate. We were returning to low orbit.

"What are you wearing?" Summer asked, pushing me away from her to examine my costume. I quickly explained about the cosplay New Year's party I'd gone to. "And if you are still wearing it this morning, then that means you went home with someone... Did my geeky brother use his switches on a woman last night?"

I knew she was teasing me, but didn't feel that this was the appropriate moment for it. "I didn't use my switches," I told her a little more brusquely than necessary. "Help me find the door out of here, so that we can find Lela."

Just as I finished talking, the lights went off, and I suddenly found us floating in space. Or at least, that's what it seemed like, as Earth zoomed away from us, and we were surrounded by stars.

'Lela?' I thought to the alien. 'What's going on?'

There was no response. 

Summer hugged me tighter from behind, saying, "Nick, I'm scared. Is this the attack? Are the demons here?"

"No," I tried to reassure her, "They aren't supposed to be here for a few more months. Maybe it's just another scout." But as I spoke, I noticed that we had left low orbit, and were still rapidly moving away from Earth. I couldn't imagine what speed we must be moving at, and marveled at the technology that must have gone into this ship. The geek in me had a small orgasm.

The mortal human part of me, on the other hand, thought I was going to die.

After a couple seconds, red rings appeared in the distance. As we drew closer, I could see ships in the middle of the rings, and figured the red circles were superficial, highlighting the location of the other ships.

Lela finally sent us a message: 'Ships were detected approaching. Too many to be scouts. Be prepared.'

Summer and I looked into each other's fear filled eyes. This is it, I thought to myself. It is early, and I'm not ready. I still don't know how to stop them. The human race is going to die, and it will all be my fault.

Luckily Summer was thinking a lot more practically than I was. "Maybe we'd better get undressed, so that we can have as much contact between us as possible." Her voice quavered as she spoke, but it still lent me enough strength to overcome my paralyzing fear. I nodded to her, and started removing my shirt.

The distant ships were easily visible now, and I noticed that the red rings suddenly turned blue. I wondered at this, just as I was pulling my shirt over my head, and my sister was removing her bra. The ships where just what you'd expect from nearly every cheap sci-fi movie: round saucers, spinning slowly as they moved through empty space.

I quit stripping, and placed my hand on Summer's wrist, stopping her from undoing her pants as I watched the ships approach. 

Something wasn't right. They weren't in any type of military formation, more of a gaggle, and I knew that the demons were militaristic, based mainly on the fact that they sent out scouts. If they were hostile, they likely would be ready this far out. They also appeared to be slowing. Or maybe that was us. It was hard to tell, when your reference points were stars, hundreds of light-years away. Either way, we were no longer approaching each other as fast as we had been.

'Lela?' I asked again, not expecting a response. Summer laid her hand on my shoulder, and I was shocked, as Lela's switches were the only ones I could sense. How far from Earth were we? The insane thought that mom would ground me, if she knew how far from home I was, flitted through my mind, and I laughed quietly.

"This is no laughing matter," Summer told me, rebuking me now. "What's going on?"

The other ships had stopped moving, and were now facing each other across the black expanse.

I still wasn't sure what was happening, but I was starting to get an idea. "I think the blue rings means friendly," I told her uncertainly. "These are either other friendly aliens, or more of her race. Did you get to see Lela's ship before she took you?" Summer shook her head, letting me know that she hadn't, and I grimaced. "Hmm, I guess we'll just have to wait then."

I hoped that it wasn't Lela's race coming back. They had demanded that she abandon Earth, and when she hadn't, they had made sure that her ship would never be able to find home again, and then abandoned her to Earth's fate. If they were coming back, that could only mean trouble. Perhaps they had decided to kill mine and Lela's children after all, and take her back with them.

The ships started moving closer again, and Summer tensed, just as space disappeared, and we were back in the blue lit room again.

And then we were no longer alone in the room.

Summer screamed, and I pulled her behind me. She almost strangled me, she was squeezing me so tightly, but I wasn't going to let them get her. A small part of my mind couldn't help but notice the feeling of her hard nipples digging into my back. I shook off the thought, to examine our company.

Six sets of silvery eyes looked at us curiously. Each eye had a cat-like pupil, and looked too large for their heads. Their skin was light pink, and they were all wearing those light suits that I had seen Lela wearing, before I'd gotten her pregnant. They were of Lela's race.

They were also all female.

For some reason this struck me as extremely odd, till I remembered Lela mentioning that it was the males that ruled their race. I assumed that these must be their servants.

"Do not be alarmed," one of them said in the dual-toned voice of their race, stepping forward. Her voice was a little deeper, however, than Lela's. She looked just like Lela, except that maybe she had wrinkles that Lela didn't. In fact, all of these females had barely wrinkled faces, and a couple of them actually had slightly sagging breasts. It was hard to tell if there were other features that were different, with the light dancing smoothly across their bodies, making it hard to focus on specific features.

"Nick," Summer asked me, "What's going on?"

I shrugged my shoulders, uncertain, and our guests didn't deign to enlighten us.

The black rectangular hatch opened in the wall behind the newcomers, and it took me a minute, before I saw Lela walking between the other females.

"Lela, what's going on?" I asked, as soon as she was in front of us, then, "The children?" If she was here, who was incubating our children?

I waited for her to form her answer, wondering why she didn't use the nanites. "A surrogate is taking care of our children," her voice finally came, and I was happy to see a smile on her face. If she was smiling, then maybe everything would be okay. 'They are here for another reason,' the words came across my vision. It was only then that I realized she had spoken for everyone's benefit, but that we could use the nanite's connection to speak privately.

The one that had spoken earlier stepped forward then, and faced the three of us. She spoke first in her language, and then waited for Lela to translate. I wondered at this, where she had already spoken to us once, and thought that it might be a hierarchy thing, or maybe she didn't know enough of our language.

We waited for Lela to form the words, and I tried to stay patient. "They say that some of the females of our race believed what I'd told them, and didn't feel that enjoying mating was a blasphemous thing." The other alien spoke again, followed after a bit by Lela. "A few females revolted, and were returning to your planet, to seek me out, and verify if it were true. If it is, then it could mean a massive social change for our society."

Lela seemed to be getting excited, and it was hard for me not to share in it. It meant that she wouldn't be an exile, bereft of contact with the rest of her race for the remainder of her lifespan. Then the rest of the news fell upon us.

"If I have been found to be lying, then I will be executed immediately, and their lives will also be forfeit, for their crimes in coming to me."

"Great," I said, knowing that Lela had indeed enjoyed our coupling, "but I don't see any other males here for them to experience it with." Only after the words were out of my mouth, did I realize my stupidity. "Oh..." I said, at the same time Summer smacked my arm.

"It's you, silly," my sister told me, unnecessarily. "What a lucky pervert you are, getting to service all of these aliens." I'm glad at least she was enjoying this. I still remembered my marathon sex session with Lela, and didn't care to repeat it.

The old one spoke again and we waited for the translation. "That won't be necessary. They brought a young female, who has just reached maturity. They will give you the opportunity to please her, and then will abide by her verdict."

"But I'm not up to putting her in heat, and then having sex for the next eight hours," I protested. "Besides, I don't want any more children, right now."

Once again the older alien spoke, followed by Lela. It was obvious that she understood me, even if she refused to speak much of my language.

"If what I told them is true, then you won't need to put her in heat. Merely please her, and it will be done," Lela translated.

'Lela,' I thought to her privately, 'Are you okay with this? Couldn't I just couple with you? I don't want to hurt you.'

'How could this hurt me?' came her immediate response. 'When you prove I was right, everything will change. Also, if you only mated with me, they could claim that I lied to save our lives.'

'But won't it bother you, to see me with another woman?' I asked, even though I knew she had seen me having sex with numerous other women, as she was always spying on me. But those other women had all been human. This time it would be with one of her own species.

'We do not choose a mate for life, as you humans try to do. We have always mated for the best offspring, choosing the strongest males. When things change, then maybe we can think about finding only one male for us, but for now, this is how my race thinks.' I truly wished that I could gain some sense of emotion from the words, but they just seemed too analytical.

"What about you?" I turned and asked my sister. "How do you feel about this?"

"Are you kidding me?" she asked me excitedly. "I'm getting horny just thinking about it. Watching you make it with an young alien... Can it get any more perverted than that?"

I laughed at my sister's cavalier attitude, before turning back to the group of aliens. "Okay, I'll do it."

There was a hum of excitement, as the alien females conversed amongst themselves, and a moment later the entryway opened again, and out walked another pink-skinned alien. She stood a little shorter than Lela, and her breasts a little higher, but was otherwise nearly indistinguishable.

She walked up in front of me, and waited. She wasn't wearing a light suit. 

Uncomfortable with so many eyes on me, I wasn't sure how to proceed. I was tempted to use my switches to make her wet, but thought that that might be cheating. I thought back to how Lela had first reacted to my touches, and how she'd only wanted to get it over with.

"If this is going to work," I told them," she needs to do whatever I say." I looked into the young alien's silvery eyes, before asking, "Can you understand me?"

She jarringly nodded her large head, and I could tell she was just as nervous as I was. I would need to get her to relax, or this would never work.




Bait and Switch Ch. 18



"Sit down," I told her, and took her hand, to help her down. Part of me was conscious of Summer walking away with Lela to one side of the room, while the other six went to the opposite side. I did my best to block them all out. This is just like when Dennis watched me and Gina, or at Brent's party with Shannon, I thought to myself, wishing I believed it.

I sat across from her, and took her foot in my hand. Gently rubbing her heal, I started to give her a massage, hoping it would help her relax.

'What are you doing?' Somehow I knew it was Summer asking. 'You don't have to woo her, just make her cum.'

'Look at her,' I mentally admonished my sister. 'She is too nervous. Besides, I want to make sure she is pleased in every way, so that there can be no complaint, and no denying it.'

'How did I end up with such a wonderful, younger brother?' she thought back at me. 'No wonder you're such a great lover.' I felt my cheeks heat a little at her compliment.

As I worked on the young alien's feet, I was able to sense her relaxing a bit. She watched everything I did, with her liquid silver eyes, and there was somehow an innocence to them that I found alluring.

A thought occurred to me. 'Lela, is she a virgin?'

'She has never mated. They wanted someone that has never known the other type of mating for this test.' No wonder she was so nervous. She'd likely been raised on what to expect from the males of her species. The violent, almost rape, as their men took them again and again, non-stop, until their biological heat had been satisfied, would scare just about anybody. I had to make sure that this experience was the complete opposite for her.

I shifted my hips closer to her on the floor, and felt her tense for a moment, but when I only started to massage her calf, she relaxed again.

The older alien spoke, and Lela translated, "They want to know if all of this is necessary. You didn't need to do any of this with me."

"It was different with you," I told her. "You were in heat, and then your body demanded it. She is obviously nervous, and I need for her to relax. Trust me, if you can get your men to do this, you won't complain."

The alien I was massaging said something in her two-toned voice, and the older aliens nodded. 'She said that what you are doing feels nice, and it does help her relax,' Lela's translation came through the nanites. I noted that this younger alien's voice was slightly higher than Lela's, and wondered if their voices dropped in pitch as they aged.

I smiled happily at the young alien, and then decided to step it up a notch. I moved my hands to her thin knee, and brought her toes to my mouth. She gasped as I sucked on one pink toe after another, and I wasn't sure if the gasp had been from surprise, or pleasure, but she didn't try to stop me. Slowly, tenderly, I began to rub her skinny thigh, as I slipped my tongue between her small thin digits. I'd never noticed before, but her feet were short one toe, just as her hands were less one finger. I was able to fit all four toes in my mouth, as I flicked my tongue between then. I think I heard a half moan escape from the young alien, but when I looked up at her, she was just staring back at me curiously.

"Do you have a name I can call you?" I asked her, taking her toes from my mouth. I didn't expect her to answer, but it didn't hurt to try.

She said something that sounded like 'Harana', though it was hard to tell with her two vocal cords, and two tongues. Her voice was soft and high, and sounded quite musical to my ears.

"Since I can't say that, may I call you Harana?" I asked her softly, trying to keep my voice soothing. She nodded, and I smiled reassuringly. Her tremulous smile in return, told me that I was winning her over.

I switched over to her other foot, now, and started rubbing it. I followed the same routine as with her left leg, and wasn't surprised to see that she had grown a little wet between her legs as I worked on her right thigh, and sucked her toes.

Deciding it was time to go to the next level, I trailed gentle kisses up her calves, under her knees, and along the insides of her thighs, before reaching the juncture at the top. I glanced over to where Lela and Summer stood watching us, and noticed that Summer had her hands down her pants, and she had never decided to put her shirt back on. Lela was slowly fidgeting, and I felt her wet switch was fully tilted. Smiling, I planted a soft kiss on Harana's sex, and this time, there was no mistaking the soft gasp that escaped her lips. She was enjoying this.

Slowly I licked around her labia, before sucking one lip in, and nibbling on it lightly. Her breathing was becoming heavy, as I continued licking her, and there was an unmistakable flow coming from her vagina now. I lapped it up, before shoving my tongue against her outer barrier, but noticed that I couldn't get past it. She was likely going to be tighter than Lela, and that worried me, but that was a problem to tackle later. 

One of the old aliens said something, and Haran answered back vehemently.

'They wanted you to stop what you were doing, saying it was not necessary, but Harana demanded to let you continue. Apparently she is enjoying that.' Lela's translation came to me, and I decided to reward Harana for her diligence. Up until this point, I had avoided her clitoris, but now I attacked it with fervor. All my other touches had been light, and gentle, priming her for the way I licked, and sucked, and even bit her clit now.

Harana cried out in pleasure, and I felt a wash of her vaginal secretions wash over my chin as she came. I left her clit alone, allowing her to recover, as I lapped up her juices, and went back to licking and sucking her labia, spreading my tongue wide as I licked up her slit.

Harana started talking fast, having to stop periodically to catch her breath. The old aliens waited for her to finish, before answering back.

'She just told them how good that felt. She was very detailed. They chose a good subject for this test. She is very analytical.' The way Lela's words floated across my vision was very scientific, which seemed at odds with what was going on in the middle of the room, but I was glad that my efforts were paying off. Maybe I wouldn't have to take her virginity after all. If she was like a human that way, it would hurt her, and that may be the end if it all. I was pretty horny though, and looking over to my sister again, I saw that she now had her pants on the floor, and was busily rubbing her pussy. I couldn't help but smile inwardly as I sent, 'Pervert,' mentally to my sister. 

Apparently I wasn't the only horny person in the room. Even Lela was lightly running her fingers along her naked skin. I only then noticed that she hadn't put on her light suit.

'The seniors say that that is okay, but the real test will be the intercourse. They are getting impatient.'

'Ask them if they want to do this,' I testily snapped back mentally, losing my good mood, and then realizing she was about to do just that, I quickly added, 'No wait. Don't. I'll get on with it.'

I trailed kisses up Harana's body, stopping for a few seconds on each of her darker pink nipples, and heard her softly moaning as I did so. I kissed up near her ear, and whispered, "This first part might hurt. I am truly sorry for that. I promise it will feel better in a bit." I quickly pulled off my pants, and kicked them away.

The young alien nodded, and I started to rub my hard cock against her vulva. She started to moan, and even hunch her hips against me, when the older aliens suddenly spoke, startling me.

'They already know this part will hurt. That is expected. Don't forget that she also has the nanites, and is communicating with them, as we are.' Lela sent to me.

I felt like an idiot. Of course she was telling them everything mind-to-mind; Harana probably only spoke out loud, when she wanted us to know what she was saying.

I felt a little betrayed, thinking that I had been winning Harana over to our side. Well, in a way I was, but this was still a test, and she was still their subject.

I had to press pretty hard to get my cock's head past her outer barrier, and as soon as it slipped past that portal, I felt her hymen break, before I could slow or stop myself. Damn, she was TIGHT!

Harana cried out in pain, and I held still, waiting for her to get used to me inside of her. I glanced over to the other aliens, and saw that they were intently watching us now.

A gasp from the other side of the room turned my attention that way, and I was shocked to see Summer standing behind Lela, with her arms wrapped around the alien. One hand was pinching a dark pink nipple, the other one rubbing the pink alien's crotch. Lela seemed to be enjoying it, as her eyes were closed, and she was leaning back against my fully naked sister.

I looked back over to the other aliens, and noticed that some of them were watching Harana and me, and some watching Summer and Lela.

Harana said something, and when I didn't look at her, she grabbed my head, and turned me to look at her. She nodded, and I knew that she was ready for me to continue. I decided that this was as good a time as any to teach her something else, and dropped my head down to hers, kissing her softly as I started moving my hips slowly. Harana just lay there, neither returning my kiss, nor moving in time with my hips.

'Explain to her what a kiss is,' I asked Lela, and a second later I heard Lela's voice gasping and moaning in her language. Apparently my sister was taking good care of her. 

Harana nodded when Lela explained, and I soon found her tongues wrapping around mine.

It didn't take long the entire length of my rod to sink into this previously virgin alien, and I started giving her long slow strides. It only took a few strokes, before she started to move in time with me, and after a few more strokes, she was moaning.

She had to break off the kiss, and her arms wrapped around my neck and pulled my body close to hers, as she started to cum hard on my rod. I had to stop moving inside her; she was so tight, I was afraid she would rip my member off, if I didn't hold still. Instead, I tightened my penile muscles to make my prick twitch inside her, smiling inwardly, as this seemed to increase her orgasm.

When she finally came down from her high, I propped myself up on my hands, and looked down at her. There was no mistaking the dreamy smile on her lips now.

"There is more than one position to enjoy," I told her, as I pulled out.

She looked at me curiously, but I lay on my back, and indicated for her to climb on top. I aimed my penis for her hole, and then grabbed her hips and yanked down, while I thrust my hips up. I flew through her outside barrier, and sank fully into her in one go. Her large eyes grew even wider as I did this, and this time it was her that initiated the kiss, as she bent over and pressed her lips to mine.

With my hands still on her hips, I started moving her back and forth in a gentle rhythm that she soon picked up on her own. She had to break the kiss again, and she started to really moan as she picked up the pace. I lifted her torso up high enough, that I could bring one of her tits to my lips. She gasped as I nibbled on it, and a few seconds later she came again. Her pussy gripped me extremely tightly, but she didn't stop moving her hips, and I knew I wasn't going to last, so lifted her off of me.

I really wanted to give her the whole experience, and as soon as she was done shaking from her last orgasm, had her get on all fours in front of me.

The older alien said something in a tone that I could only call snotty.

"She says that your true colors are now showing. This is how our males take us. Since you've yet to reach your climax, you must be getting ready to do it the way you truly want to: violently." Lela's translation came a second later, somewhat breathily.

Luckily Haran was like putty in my hands at this point, and didn't resist, as she got onto her hands and knees.

"I only wanted to show that this position could be enjoyable as well," I said aloud, not having known that bit of lore about their men.

Once again I had to break past the outer barrier, but once through, Harana's vagina gripped my rod like a silken vise, massaging and rippling around my length, making me moan at the contact. I moved my hips back, till only my head was still within her hot folds, then slammed forward, until my balls slapped her clit. Harana grunted and moaned as I repeated this numerous times. I knew this could look violent, but as wet as Harana was, I knew she was enjoying this as much as I was.

I also knew she was telling the other six aliens everything.

I looked to where my sister was lip locked with Lela, and smiled as the pink alien shuddered in a climax of her own, while her four-fingered hands worked furiously in Summer's pussy.

Harana cried out with her high-pitched voice at the same time her clutching crotch gripped my cock, and I couldn't hold back anymore.

I began to empty my seed into her with powerful spurts, and she cried out something in her language. I guessed she was describing what it felt like, but couldn't be certain. It seemed to take forever for my own climax to end, but I enjoyed every minute of the bliss that flooded my mind and body.

Pulling out of her with ease, I laid her gently on the floor. Lela and Summer were now locked into a sixty-nine (Lela on top), and I wondered what Lela's two tongues must have felt like to Summer. Both women were moaning, and writhing against each other, so I could only assume my sister was enjoying Lela's attentions, and vice versa.

The lead older alien spoke up then, and Lela lifted her head from Summer's pussy to listen. After a few seconds, I saw her shiny face split into a wide grin.

'We have won,' she told me mentally. 'This will change our entire society.'

I heard what sounded like a musical argument behind me, and turned to see Harana gesticulating with the other six aliens.

'She has been told to go back to their ship to teach the rest of them what you showed her, but she refuses to go. She wants to stay here with you. She says that since this was all recorded, they can use that to teach the other females.' I was shocked to say the least. I guess I really had won Harana over to us. 'She also says that there must be more for you to teach her.' I groaned at that news. Not that I was adverse to further sessions with the younger alien; I just didn't want to get too worn out, and school started back up in a couple days.

After a bit more arguing, I saw Harana grin widely, and the others give a 'harrumph', before they turned to walk away.

The lead alien stopped, and turned to face Lela. She said something that made Lela jump off of Summer, and all of the color drain from her. I looked to Harana, and saw that she had the same reaction. Whatever had just been said, neither one of them liked it.

Summer moaned, as she was forgotten, but when she saw the looks on the other alien's faces, she became concerned. "What is it? What's going on?"

"I don't know," I told her, waiting for Lela to either send me a message, or speak out loud. Instead she turned and walked out the portal, saying something in her own language, before the black rectangle closed around her. I could only guess she was going back to incubate our children.

I turned to Harana, a sense of dread filling me, and saw that she was sitting on the floor, staring at nothing in front of her.

"Harana, what is it?" I demanded from her, hoping she could tell me through my nanites.

She looked up at me with fear-filled eyes, and her cat-like pupils were fully dilated, covering up almost all of the silver. I had to repeat my question again before she seemed to understand. When her mental answer came, I understood her terror.

'The demons have somehow come early. They will be at your planet in less than a week.'



Bait and Switch Ch. 19



Author's note: This chapter is extremely light on the erotica, as I am setting up the finale. There is a lot of character development here, that has to be in place, before I end this series. I could have had more sex it in, but it would have been forced, and I felt it would have been untrue to the characters and plot that I have created. I hope those that have read this far, understand. 

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It took me nearly an hour to convince mom that she hadn't see an alien ship abducting Summer, and thankfully my sister was there to back up my story. Summer and I agreed that she needed to leave our mother's home, though, just so that a repeat occurrence wasn't likely. Her first thought had been to come up and stay with me. When I pointed out that we weren't likely to be able to keep our hands off of each other, and people would notice, and that Lela and/or Harana could pick us up easily enough wherever we were, she decided to fly back home. That also allowed her to start getting her affairs in order, just in case the demons killed us.

We didn't fool ourselves, as we knew that the odds were against us. They had an entire fleet designed for battle, and we had a few ships that weren't intended for combat. What chance did we have against that? My switches? Even having physical contact with my sister, I wasn't certain that I would be able to affect that many at once. Everything just seemed too daunting.

The start of the new semester was today, and I personally considered it a bad idea to go. I needed to concentrate on coming up with a strategy for defeating the demons. This time it was Summer that did the convincing, stating that I that needed to act normal, and like nothing was going on. "Besides," she informed me cheerfully over the phone, "once we stop the demons, it's not like school is just going to go away. You will still need your degree... That is unless you've changed you mind about manipulating people with your switches..."

And so I found myself walking in the cold air, through campus, on my way to my first class. I decided to walk, so that I would have more time to think. It just wasn't fair, looking around at everybody else enjoying themselves, as they returned from Winter break, and chatting with their friends as if the world wasn't going to end in a few days.

Well, I guess I had Gina, or even the twins to talk to if I needed to, but I didn't feel right dumping this on them.

I was so absorbed in my own thoughts, and concerns, that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, and ran right into someone shortly after arriving on campus.

"I'm so sorry," I apologized, giving the woman my hand, after I picked myself up off the snow-packed ground.

"Quite alright, Mr. Xavier," the woman said in a voice I almost recognized. She looked slightly familiar, but I couldn't place her. She was an older woman, with long red hair, skinny, and rather attractive. She was wearing a white smock, and so at first I thought she might be part of the nursing program. The only problem with that theory was that I didn't know anyone from that department, and I was certain I had met this woman before. Something told me to check for my switches, and I was a bit surprised to find some in her: 'metabolism', 'skin elasticity', 'red hair', and 'slow aging'. 

Who had I given those switches to? I had to think hard, before the answer finally came to me. "Mrs. Polkins?" I asked in shock.

"Have I changed that much?" she asked me with a smile, while she brushed her smock off. "I've been feeling so young again lately, and my hair color actually came back. Well, not really my hair color, but it is still better than grey. Not sure why it turned red. Not even the doctors could explain it, but I've been feeling so ALIVE!"

I could tell that she was indeed feeling well, by the sparkle in her eyes, and the speed with which she talked. I couldn't help but smile, thankful that my switches had helped at least someone out for the better.

Mrs. Polkins was looking at something red on her smock, and then examining her own hands. Suddenly she grabbed my hand, exclaiming, "You cut yourself. Come with me, young man. Let's get this cleaned out."

I tried to protest, it only looked like a minor cut and the nanites would take care of it soon anyway, but she was surprisingly strong, and refused to listen to me. She chatted the whole way to her office. "Ever since just before Winter break, I've had more energy, and the pounds just started to slip away. I haven't felt this good in years. If only Mr. Polkins hadn't passed away some time ago..." She glanced at me surreptitiously, before continuing, "But you probably don't want to hear about how lonely it is for an old lady. Anyway, I went to see Doctor Peterson, but he said nothing was wrong with me. In fact, he said that my body was acting like it was almost twenty years younger. Oh, here we are. After you, Mr. Xavier."

I stepped into the energetic nurse's office, and sat down where she indicated. She grabbed some alcohol and gauze, before returning back to me, grabbing a stool, and setting it between my legs. She cleaned the cut on my hand; or rather, the blood from my palm. The nanites had already closed the cut for me. Mrs. Polkins looked astonished at my appendage for a few seconds, flipping it over, and then rubbed her thumb across where the blood had been.

"Huh, what do you know," she said in wonder. "The blood had to have come from somewhere..." She continued to rub my hand, and despite my worries and concerns over the last couple days, her light caresses of my hand were starting to turn me on. When her light caresses turned into a hand massage, I finally looked back to her face, and saw her staring intently into my eyes. "It has been so long since my husband died," she told me. "I get so lonely, sometimes..." She grabbed my other hand, and started to rub it, and I knew instinctively what she was going for. I was curious to see how far she would take it, without any action on my own. Even though she was sitting between my legs, rubbing my hands, her eyes never left mine, and I couldn't deny that she looked years younger than she had before Christmas break. It looked like she wanted something from me, so I gave her a slight nod. It seemed to be enough. "I know how stressful it can get for you students. Even during the start of a new semester. All new classes, no idea what the new professors are going to expect from you. Why don't you take off your shoes, and lay back on the table?"

I did as she requested, setting my shoes and socks next to the examination table, and laying back. She took my left foot in her hands, and dug her thumbs into the meat of the pad. It felt really good to get a foot rub, and I was soon relaxing to the older woman's touch.

"Just relax, and let me take care of you," she crooned softly. She took my right foot next, and started to give it the same treatment that the left had received. "You know, Mr. Polkins and I used to be swingers." I was so relaxed at this point, that I just took the news in stride. I knew where this was going to lead, and thought that it might be a good release for me. "You wouldn't believe some of the parties we used to throw." She was working on my calves now, and seemed to be speeding up. "Sometimes I would have five or six men in me a night and even played with the ladies. Pussy, lips, ass, I didn't care, but you know what I liked the most?" I shook my head as she started to rub my thighs. "Swallowing their cum." As she said this, she unzipped my pants, and pulled out my mostly hard cock. She looked at it for only a second, before groaning, and shoving her mouth as far down it as she could.

I moaned as I felt my head hit the back of her throat, and then louder, when it went in even deeper. No one has ever been able to truly deep-throat me, as my girth was too large to fit down their esophagus, but somehow this talented older woman was taking me deeper and deeper down her gullet.

Her skill was flawless. She would take me as deep as she could for a few seconds, pull up for air while her hand worked quickly on my fully erect member, then drop back down to take me into her throat again. Every time she pulled up, spittle would connect her lips to my cock, and it was turning me on, like no other blowjob ever has before. It took her a few bobs before her lips hit my pelvis, and a few seconds later, I lost control, and started shooting my spunk directly into her stomach. She continued to gag herself while I unloaded, and when I finally collapsed back, she pulled her lips off of my quickly shrinking cock.

"Mmm, thank you," she told me, making sure none of my semen had escaped her mouth. Her talent was such, that none did. "I think you are sufficiently relaxed, now."

"Thank you!" I shot back, feeling much better. Then I realized I hadn't done anything for her. "Do you want me to...?" I asked, pointing to her.

"Oh, no thank you. I actually got off myself, so I'm good. But come back if you ever need to relax." I promised her that I would, and left her office feeling better than I had in days. I was still worried about the demons, but somehow I thought everything would work out in the end.

I had only one class with Professor Frankens, but it was right after lunch, and I had another class immediately after that. The professor smiled at me, but otherwise treated me just as she did the other students. I wondered if she was hoping for a repeat performance, but other than a couple of sly smiles, she didn't act any different than normal, so I didn't try anything. Unfortunately (or maybe it was fortunate considering the few smiles the professor gave me), neither Gina nor Shanna was in this class.

Gina had come by to see me the day after I'd gotten back from finding out the demons were almost here, but nothing she had been able to do, could cheer me up. How odd it seemed now, that one blowjob completely out of the blue, could turn my mood around. Gina had left saddened, and disappointed. I felt bad for her, but I couldn't tell her the real reason I had been so depressed.

I started to feel down again, just thinking about it, and was about to give her a call, when Julia called for my attention.

"What's up, Julia?" I asked, wondering what she wanted. Shanna was nowhere in sight, and I could sense her switch on the other side of campus. I marveled at how I could feel my switches from even further away now.

"I was hoping to talk to you, if I could?" she told me innocently; too innocently, if you asked me. I remembered what Shanna had said about this woman stealing her past boyfriends, and was wary. Julia was cute, and I knew she had a fantastic body, but I had no intention of hurting Shanna. I knew I could use my switches on her to have her, and make her forget, or even make Shanna okay with it, but I was still uncomfortable with the thought of manipulating people with my ability. Shanna had been the first woman to truly like me for me, without me having to use my switches on her. The fact that she was a geek like myself, was just icing to the cake.

I knew I still needed to practice with my ability, though, so I used it on inanimate objects, more often than not. I was getting good at making them quickly and easily, but wasn't sure how much my practicing was going to help.

Julia cleared her throat, and I realized I hadn't answered her. "Sure, what do you need?" I tried to keep my voice level, and not sound suspicious of her. It wouldn't do to upset Shanna's and Julia's newfound friendship if I was wrong about her.

"Can we talk somewhere a little more private? I don't want to discuss it out here where anybody else might hear." I raised my eyebrow at this suggestion, alarm bells going off in my head. "It's about what happened the other night at Shanna's, and I don't want people to think I'm a slut." Well, that did sound legitimate enough.

"Sure," I told her, looking around. I saw a corner we could stand in, which would allow us to see if anyone came close enough to hear, while still being public enough that I was fairly sure she wouldn't try anything. A small part of me was thankful for Mrs. Polkins's blowjob; I was sure to think with the proper head right then.

When we got to the corner, I saw her grimace slightly, but she looked around, before saying quietly, "I think I know a way that I can convince Shanna to allow us to be together and no longer be off limits." I raised my eyebrow again, and she hurried on. "I'm not trying to steal you from her, I promise. It's just that sometimes it's nice to have a dick in you, and while I really enjoy what Shanna can do for me, I want more. Who better than you?"

"I don't know," I told her uncertainly. It wasn't that I was adverse to the thought of fucking this beautiful golden blonde hair woman, just that I really didn't care to hurt Shanna, who had done nothing but care for me.

Julia wasn't about to give up, though. "You know she loves you, right?" The words delivered so matter-of-factly, seemed to come out of nowhere.

Of course I suspected that she might care for me more than just a little, but the 'L' word was a bit strong. Wasn't it? Thinking back to when she had taken care of me, after I'd been so exhausted from Lela, and everything else since then, I could see how what Julia had said might be true.

"How do you know this?" I asked. "Did she tell you?"

Julia looked down at her feet, while she fidgeted before answering. "Well, no, but you can tell by the way she lights up when you're around her. She actually DIMS when you leave. I swear it. If that isn't love, then I don't know what is."

"And you want me to use that love, so that she'll allow me into your pants, is that it?" I couldn't keep the disgust from entering my voice. If I wasn't going to use my switches to manipulate Shanna, why would I use her love?

"You don't have to make it sound like a bad thing," she admonished me, looking me fiercely in the eyes again. "I saw how you looked at me the other morning. You want it, too. Don't lie to me. We wouldn't be hurting her, but helping her. She is my friend now, too, remember. I don't want to hurt her, but why can't we be together as well?"

Why indeed? She sounded so convincing; I almost wanted to believe it. Almost...

"Thanks," I told her, trying to be delicate about it for her sake, "but no thanks." It wouldn't do to piss off Shanna's girlfriend, and end up having Julia as an enemy. That was a sure-fire way to lose Shanna. "I will wait for Shanna to change her mind on her own. Don't get me wrong, I would love to lay with you, and find out just how good you are, but I can wait." Good, I thought, that should work.

I was wrong.

"How good I am? You can wait? Who do you think you are? God's gift to women?" She was yelling now, and despite how secluded this corner was, people were starting to look. "Just because you've got a monster cock, and know how to use it, doesn't mean that every woman is just going to come crawling to you!"

I had no idea what had just happened, but she turned around and stomped away, before I could think of anything else to say. A small crowd had gathered as Julia was yelling, and they were sniggering behind their hands at me. Face turning beet red, I fled the scene.

I decided I'd better do some quick damage control, and called Shanna up, but she didn't answer, so I left her a message to call me back as soon as possible.

I sensed for her switch, and started walking towards her. Maybe if I talked to her in person, it would be better. Hopefully I was in luck, because her 'happy' switch was moving to the on position. Before I was halfway to where she was, she called me back. 

"I just got off the phone with Julia," were the first words that came through the phone. Dammit, I thought, I was too late. But why was she happy? "And saw that I'd missed a call from you."

"What did she tell you?" I asked, fearing that the other woman had spun some yarn about me coming on to her, and in order to save their friendship, she was telling Shanna about it.

It took me a couple seconds to process what Shanna told me, however.

"She said that she tried to come on to you, and that you turned her away, because you care for me too much." I could hear a slight undertone of excitement in her voice, as I tried to comprehend the turnaround of what I'd thought Julia had said. "She said that you were completely worthy of my trust, and that I shouldn't hold back anymore, with you. Is that what happened?"

"Uh...well..." I said stupidly, still trying to switch tracks, "yeah. Yes, it was. I'm so sorry you couldn't trust her after all. I truly hoped that you and she could be friends again."

Shanna laughed lightly on the other end of the phone, and while I enjoyed the sound of it, a pit started to form in my stomach.

"You were testing me," I accused, knowing already that it was true, and feeling my anger rise, because of it.

"Please don't be mad at me," she pleaded, and I felt her happy switch drop a little at my anger. "I needed to know that I could trust you, and now I do."

"And if we are together five years from now, will you test me again?" I shot at her. "Trust needs to be earned, not tested. I trusted you, despite the fact that you never wanted to be official with me." I knew I was being unfair to her. I had been sleeping around, and she really didn't deserve my anger, but I hated being manipulated. And the stress of the demons, my children with Lela, and even the other female aliens, all seemed to come to a head right then.

That one thought, that single word, 'manipulated,' crossed my mind, and I had to start laughing. All of my efforts to refrain from doing it to other people, and here it was happening to me. I supposed this was payback for what I'd done to Gina, Nancy, and Professor Frankens, and I couldn't help but laugh at the irony of it all.

Still laughing, I hung up the phone. For a second, I debated on walking to her, or walking away. Making up my mind, I started moving.

Shanna saw me coming, and I could see that she had been crying. It was still a bit of a shock to see her with her hair dyed red, and I wondered if she was going to go back to her natural color, or not. I felt bad for causing those tears, but knew that I was going to be causing some more shortly.

She threw her arms around me as I got close, and started to sob against my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Nick. I didn't think you would be upset. It was stupid of me and I shouldn't have done it. Please, forgive me!' she pleaded with me.

I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her away.

"No, Shanna," I told her softly, "you did the right thing." She looked up at me with hope in her eyes, and I hated myself for what I was about to do. Maybe the demons would kill me, I thought, and then I would be doing her a favor. "I haven't been faithful to you." I saw the hurt start in her eyes, but I continued, knowing that I must. "You didn't want us to be official, so we weren't."

"But...but I love you," she pleaded with me, a split second before I felt her slap on my face. I knew I deserved it, but it still stung.

"There's more," I said, deciding to come completely clean with her.

"No, I don't want to hear it," she told me through a fresh set of tears. She tried to turn and run away from me, but I wasn't going to let her. I don't know why, but something in me wanted her to understand. She was the one person that I could completely be my geeky self with; the one person that I didn't need to hide my love of anime and sci-fi from, and could actually play a decent video game against. Okay, so truth be told, she was probably better than me at games, but that only made what I felt I needed to do, all the worse.

"Please," I said softly, and that one soft word seemed to stop her from walking away.




Bait and Switch Ch. 19



"Who—who was it?" she said, sniffling.

"Can we go somewhere private? I promise to tell you everything." She looked at me accusingly, and I remembered Julia asking me that same question not that long ago.

Silently she turned and started walking. I hurried to walk next to her, trying to match her fast pace. I remained quiet as we walked, not sure what to say quite yet, but trying to organize everything in my head. When I saw that we were heading to the parking lot, I began to worry that she intended to get in her car and drive off. When we got to her vehicle, however, she unlocked the door, and waited for me to get in the passenger seat. It wasn't going to get much more private than this, right now.

"So start talking," she told me, her voice stiff with emotion.

"Before that night in the freezer, I slept with Gina, from Professor Frankens's class," I began.

"That was before we were together in the freezer. It doesn't count," she told me stiffly.

"No, it doesn't, but it didn't stop that night," I replied. "You already know about your sister, at the party..." I told her everyone I had been with, holding nothing back, even telling her about my sister and mother. She sat in silence, through it all, until I mentioned Lela.

"Wait, you want me to believe you have been with an alien? Do you think I'm stupid?" Her eyes flashed angrily at me, but her tone was oddly soft, and sounded all the more dangerous for it.

"No, I think you are the smartest woman I know." I told her carefully, but meaning every word. Well, at least the smartest in my age group. "I can prove it," I told her, and her eyes lifted in disbelief. "She gave me an ability that I think of as switches. Anything I can conceive of as a switch, I can affect. I can also sense those switches. That's how I was always able tell you apart from your sister. I made a switch in you, but not one in her. That's why you could never trick me, after the party."

"You made a switch in me?" she asked, obviously not believing me. "And what does it do, make me fall stupidly in love with you?" The bitter quality to her tone felt like a knife digging into my chest, but at least she was listening.

"No. I think of it as a 'happy' switch. If I move it, you will feel happier," I told her, while looking shamefully at my hands.

"So why don't you move it now, and just make me happy? Come on. I'm tired of feeling angry, and hurt, and sad, and betrayed. If you really have this ability, make me happy," she demanded of me, but I wasn't going to cheat at this. Her emotion was genuine, and I didn't care to create fake feelings in her.

"I won't manipulate you like that. I have never used your switch, other than to sense whether I was dealing with you, or your sister. I can still prove it, though," I hurriedly told her, as I sensed her anger rising. I thought for only a split second, and her car started up. It was too easy for me to do it, as I'd been starting cars since practically the first day.

Shanna jumped when her car started, and she dug the keys out of her pocket. She looked from her steering wheel, to her keys, and back to me for a few seconds, before she could gather enough words to speak.

"That was a fluke. Some trick you're playing on me. Did you install one of those automatic starters when I wasn't paying attention?" I knew she was just trying to rationalize everything.

I shook my head, and just for theatrics, snapped my fingers and turned her car off. Her eyes grew wide, and I knew I had her complete attention now.

"Okay, so you have some strange power. I still say you should prove it by making me happy," she said, obviously still upset with me.

"I don't want to manipulate you," I tried to explain to her again, but she wouldn't have it. Sighing with resignation, I started to push against her 'happy' switch. It took some serious effort to move it. I think it was because she was primed against it. Once it started to move, however, I noticed an immediate change in her demeanor, and it became easier and easier to move. "See," I told her, once I had it all the way on, "You're happy now. Satisfied?"

"Oh my... I...I can't believe it. I AM happy. I was so angry a moment ago, but you really can do it!" she tittered.

Not feeling comfortable with myself, or what I'd done, I started to move the switch back off, but she stopped me, sensing what I was doing. "Don't you dare take this away! Okay, you wanted me to believe, I believe. Just don't take this away. You're better than an anti-depressant." She looked at me with a slight smile on her lips, but it slowly straightened out on its own. "You still cheated on me though..."

Feeling sick and disgusted, the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. "I didn't cheat, because we weren't officially together. I asked you numerous times, and you kept telling me 'no'."

She dropped her chin to her chest, as she contemplated that, and I felt her 'happy' switch slip a little more. "You're right. If you would have said that a few minutes ago, I probably would have blown up, but I can handle it now. You may think of it as manipulating me, and it probably is, but I want you to know that I appreciate you moving that...switch." She looked back up at me then, before asking, "I don't understand why this alien gave you this ability, though. Was it just to mess with the human race?" 

I was glad she was sitting down, as I knew the next part might be the hardest to explain. "No, she did it to try to save all of us." I explained to her about the demons, how they had gained their technology, and then turned and used it against their teachers. "The demons will be here in a few days," I concluded.

"And you're supposed to be able to stop them with these switches of yours? How are you going to do that? Make them all happy? Start their cars?" She asked me, and despite the guilt I felt for using her switch, I was glad it had removed her anger.

"My sister, Summer, has the same gene I do, but her ability is different. She magnifies my ability, but in order to do so, we have to be touching." I told her, fearing her wrath would return.

"Touching? How much touching?" she asked hesitantly.

I took a deep breath before answering. "The more contact we have, the more powerful my ability."

She was silent for a long time, and I was afraid she was going to blow up. When she finally spoke, it was with a calm I didn't expect. "You mean sex."

"Not if I don't have to," I told her. "If I can do it without having to resort to that, then I won't go that far."

"You're not stupid, Nick," she berated me instantly. "I know in anime and on TV they always wait till the last second to use their full power, but that doesn't mean you have to. Besides, it's not like you haven't already slept with her." She surprised me by grabbing my hand and looking fiercely into my eyes. "If I have ever meant anything to you, then I only ask one thing."

"You do mean something to me," I promised her. "That's why I am telling you all of this. I also trust you. I have never told anyone all of this. Gina knows about my ability, but she doesn't know about Lela, or the demons. Summer only knows because of her ability. I wanted you to understand...no, NEEDed to you see what I am up against."

She shook her head at that. "No, I know you could make me forget if you had to, by using one of your switches, and don't tell me you wouldn't, because you don't want to manipulate me." I marveled at how smart this woman was, and how well she knew me. "I love you, Nick, and I don't want to lose you." She paused to take a breath to steady herself, before continuing. "I want to be there, when you fight against these demons."

I opened my mouth to protest that it would be too dangerous. That Lela's ship would be the first casualty if I failed, but she covered my mouth with her hand. "I will be there, or we are through." She moved my head up and down, forcing me to agree with it, and I couldn't help but laugh. "Now get out of my car. I have a lot to think about, and I want to make sure they are my own thoughts." I knew she didn't think I could actually control her thoughts, but understood her motives. Well, most of them at least. 

Silently I stepped out, knowing that she needed her space. I had done all that I could. The rest was up to her. Before she pulled away, she rolled down the window and leaned over. "Oh, and Nick, all of the others stop, unless I'm there." She sped away before I could answer.

I didn't look forward to breaking it off with Gina, but knew that I could give up the rest with ease.

I turned my steps towards home, and started walking.

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Author's note: I know many of you are fond of Shanna, and won't like what happened in this chapter. All I will say is: Wait till Chapter 20.



Bait and Switch Ch. 20



I found Robin and Dennis sitting in the main room of the apartment, when I got home. They were watching TV and not screwing, which I was thankful for, considering the conversation I'd just had with Shanna.

"Hey," my roommate said, as soon as he saw me, "Did I see you coming out of Mrs. Polkins office earlier?"

I had almost forgotten about the blowjob I'd gotten in her office, until he spoke up. "Yeah, I got a small cut on my hand, and she insisted she take a look at it. It turned out to be nothing, though." I showed him my clean, undamaged palm.

"Is it true what their saying?" Robin asks me excitedly, leaning on the arm of the chair to grin up at me. I have no idea what she's talking about, until she continues. "That she is giving blowjobs to every guy that goes in there," the redhead clarified when I gave her a blank stare. I felt my face turning red, and knew that they had their answer, as I went to my room, accompanied by their snickers.

I had to work tonight, so I jumped in the shower, and furiously cleaned up. Sometimes I hated showering before work, knowing that I would need another one, after working at the grill, but I hated going to work dirty, also. I should have asked if Shanna had to work, but it hadn't crossed my mind at the time, and I didn't dare call to find out. She had made it clear she would talk to me when she was ready.

I thought about what Dennis had said about Mrs. Polkins. Had my switches turned her into a horny woman, or just given her the ability to live out that lifestyle? She'd told me that she used to be a swinger with her late husband. I wondered if she had suppressed her sexuality in her older age, until I'd helped her body feel younger with my switches.

It was my first night back to work, since I'd left for Winter break, and Shanna was working tonight, though she didn't pay me much attention. I tried to talk to her, but she only gave me a small smile, before turning, her dyed red hair flinging out as she walked away. It hurt to be treated like that after pouring my life out to her earlier, but there was little I could do about it, short of using my switches. A quick sense of her 'happy' switch, informed me that she was a little more happy than not, which was at least something.

Bradley was just as ornery as ever, however. There was a new waiter, which he actually made cry, after he'd made a simple drink order mistake. There was another mistake on one of Shanna's tables, and when Bradley started to chew her out, I stepped up, and claimed it'd been my mistake.

"Sorry, Bradley, I misread the order. It wasn't her fault." It really had been her fault, but I was trying to win her back over, though with the way she was treating me tonight, I wasn't sure why I was bothering.

"It's coming out of your paycheck then," Bradley informed me heatedly. "And you, Shanna, make sure your orders are clear enough, that this doesn't happen again!" Our boss turned and stormed away, to start berating someone else. I couldn't remember the last time her had been this miserable to work with.

"I don't need you to fight my battles for me," Shanna informed me as she turned away to go back to the front. "Thanks, though," I barely heard her add, before she was through the doors separating the kitchen from the dining area.

I felt a bit warmer inside after that, though she still refused to talk to me.

I was so distracted by worrying about Shanna, the demons, and dealing with Gina, that I actually DID screw up an order, cooking a steak medium-well, when the customer had ordered rare.

"Where is your head, tonight, Nick?" Bradley nearly screamed at me after Shanna brought the plate back. "That's twice now, you've screwed up. I can't believe how incompetent you are tonight. What did you spend your vacation doing? Giving yourself brain damage, by running into walls? Someone is going to have to cover the cost of that steak, and since I know it wasn't me that screwed up..."

For some reason everything seemed to come to a head, and just seemed to be too much: Shanna testing me and then ignoring me tonight, Bradley chewing me out, the world likely ending soon, and people expecting me to somehow save it. Didn't they all understand that the weight of the human race was on my shoulders? Well, Bradley didn't, but Shanna did. I was just so sick and tired of listening to my bald boss rant and rave, I almost blew up.

For one second, one split moment in time; I considered walking away, and leaving them all to their fate. Who knows... Maybe the world could take care of itself. I mean, the human race had made it this far, without my help, or even my interference. Why should I be the only one to defend it? I'm just a geek, after all. Not some military strategist or even a skillful negotiator. What chance did I really stand against the technologically advanced and alien demons?

The moment passed, however, and I saw Bradley still staring at me, waiting an answer. I looked around, and saw that everyone was staring at us. A part of my mind wondered at that; I mean, Bradley is almost always yelling at someone. Why should they stop and stare now?

Then I realized that the big man wasn't just staring at me. His mouth was moving, and so were his arms, but no sound escaped his lips. Everyone stared in shock as the man tried to yell and scream, but no volume came out. It wasn't that he was choking; I could easily see and even hear him breathing heavily. Then I felt the switch I'd inadvertently created in him, shutting him up. I had in effect, switched off his vocal cords.

I couldn't help but laugh. The whole thing just seemed too comical. Here was a man I'd feared ever since I started working here. Wider in the shoulders than me, even with the extra muscle I'd gained, he still stood taller, and with his shaved head, he had this intimidating demeanor that usually put me in my place. But as he tried to talk, his arms waiving, and occasionally pawing at his neck, he no longer scared me. Somehow the loss of his voice seemed to remove any sense of a threat from him.

"I quit," I told him calmly, getting my laughter under control. "I'm sick of dealing with your attitude. You run around here, yelling at everybody, chewing them out for perceived issues, and I'm done with it. Take that steak out of my paycheck too, but I'm through."

I calmly untied my apron, and threw it at his feet. Shanna stepped up next to me, untied the apron that she kept her tips and orders in, and threw it at his feet, right next to my apron; after removing her tips, of course.

"I quit, too," she told him breathlessly. "I only put up with your bullshit for one reason, and now I don't have to. You can eat my paycheck, for all I care."

Suddenly everyone around us was quitting as well, throwing in their aprons, tired of the way the big man had bullied us, and only now that he couldn't speak, did they lose their fear of him.

Shanna grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the kitchen, as the aprons piled up at Bradley's feet. Only as I was walking out the front door, did I think to turn his vocal cords back on, and smiled slightly as I heard his roar from the kitchens.

The restaurant had been fairly busy tonight, and now he had no one to do the work.

Shanna still had a hold of my arm, and was dragging me to her car, but I planted my feet, and she took a few extra steps, before she realized I wasn't following her anymore. I felt heady with power. The episode with Bradley had flipped my perspective, and right then I felt like I could take on the demons, even without my sister's help. I knew that thought was foolish, but right then I didn't care. Only it wasn't demons in front of me right then, it was Shanna.

Sweet, loving, sexy, geeky, devious Shanna; the woman that had taken care of me after the marathon sex session with Lela, who could equal or beat me in video games and was just as geeky as me, had shared her sister with me, and then tested me. She had ignored me most of the night, barely acknowledging me, when I'd tried to help her out with Bradley. And now she stood there with a half uncertain, half smile look on her face, looking so innocent and cute. I was sick of games, and sick of deceit.

"No," I told her, my voice quiet, but underlying it was solid granite. She looked at me, and I could see the fear blossom in her blue eyes. She knew what I was capable of, and was likely thinking I meant to use my ability on her. Hadn't she paid attention when I told her I was sick of manipulating people? Well, I guess after what I'd done with Bradley, I could understand her forgetting.

"Nick?" she asked me uncertainly, her voice shaking slightly.

"No more games, Shanna. What are we? If you are afraid of me, walk away now, and I won't stop you. I won't make you forget, and I won't use my ability on you," I informed her, my voice staying even and firm. "But if you want to be with me, then you are going to have to trust me. Trust that I won't use my switches to control you, and will do anything else in my power to make you happy, so long as you treat me properly." I paused for only a second, "So I ask you again: what are we?"

She closed the small distance to us, and without hesitation, placed her hand on my cheek. "I love you Nick. I'm sorry for what I did with Julia. I do trust you. I thought about it, and I realized that you made that switch in me some time ago, but only today have I ever been happy when I had no reason to be. I know you won't use your ability on me, to manipulate me." Her blue eyes looked directly into mine, and I didn't doubt her sincerity. "I want to be with you... But only if you still want me."

"Why have you been ignoring me tonight?" I demanded, ignoring the plaintive look in her long-lashed eyes.

She dropped her gaze to the ground for a moment, and I saw her breath mist in the cold air three times before she answered. "I...I didn't know what to say. You are almost like a god now with your abilities, and what am I compared to that? Hell, I can't even match up to your sister, with her ability to magnify yours." She lifted her gaze back to mine seeking understanding, but I kept my mouth shut, waiting for her to continue. "Why would you want someone as lowly and simple as me? Frak it, Nick! I love you, but I couldn't see any reason you would want to be with me. You could have anyone you wanted, with your switches." Her gaze grew fiercer then. "I didn't want to stand in your way, but after what you did in there, I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep you." I almost...almost, laughed at her Battlestar Galactica terminology.

I could still hear the uncertainty and fear in her voice, as she turned her face to mine. I knew I had a choice right now. Kiss her, and she was mine, but that meant dropping Gina, Nancy, Professor Frankens, mom, and Summer... Summer...

"You know I still have to be with Summer in order to stop the demons," I said carefully, worried that this one thing may crumble the house of cards I was afraid I was currently standing on.

I felt her lips on my chin, before she gave me her answer, "As long as I'm there. Do that for me, and I am all yours."

For a moment I was afraid. Lela's ship would be the most dangerous place in the coming confrontation. Shanna kissed my chin again, and I knew my answer then, as I dropped my head, and met her lips with mine. For good or ill, Shanna was now officially my girlfriend.

* * *

We drove to her place, me following in my car, and barely made it in the door, before clothes went flying; neither one of us cared if anyone else was there, as we went straight to her room. As soon as I walked in, I took but a moment to look around, and remembered part of why I found this woman so wonderful: from her anime posters, to her figurines, and even her gaming systems, this woman was a true match for me.

Shanna grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me to her naked torso, bringing me back to the reason we were here. Our tongues entwined with one another, as my hands roamed across her smooth back, and I felt hers gripping my rear end. My throbbing penis was poking her in the stomach, and I pulled her tighter to me, squeezing my member between us. I could easily feel her hardened nipples pressed against my chest.

She spun us around, and suddenly shoved me away from her. Caught off balance, I tripped backwards over her bed, and landed on my back. She smiled wickedly at me, and I couldn't help returning the smile. She sauntered slowly over to me, lightly running a finger seductively from her lip, down along her breast, belly, and then finally to her pussy. I could see that her crotch was already sopping wet, when she pulled her finger away, and a string of liquid connected her finger back to her crotch.

She had reached the bed by this point, and bent over my waist, and licked her way up my thigh, till she reached my balls. Sucking one of my eggs between her lips made me moan in pleasure, before she licked her way up my shaft to the head. Her eyes met mine with a smile in them for a bit before she swallowed the large head between her soft lips, and I felt myself hit the rear of her throat.

I dropped my hands to the back of her head, running my hands through her red-dyed hair, and enjoyed how her tongue lashed around my prick while she sucked on the knob.

She pulled her head up, and used her saliva to run her hand up and down my member. "I know you won't use your ability to control me," she said softly, and I grew suddenly wary, "but would you be willing to use it on me if I want you too?"

My first impulse was to deny her, but if she wanted me to, then I wouldn't really be manipulating her, right? "What did you have in mind?" I asked cautiously.

"I was just thinking how much more interesting this could be, if you used your switches to stimulate or entice me, while we make love," she said, emphasizing her words with a quick lick along the length of my shaft.

"Are my skills not good enough?" I asked, slightly insulted.

"No!" she promised immediately, realizing how she must have sounded to me. "I have never had a better lover, I promise. I just wanted to get kinky, is all," she pouted cutely.

Why not? I figured. If it made me a better lover, and truly pleased her, then was there really any reason not to, other than being selfish?

I used my hands on the back of her head to guide her back to sucking my cock, as I made more switches in her. She moaned around my cock as her nipples grew stiff, and became more sensitive, rubbing against my shins. Her pussy gushed as I increased its flow, and just for good measure, I made her asshole start to tingle. She started to go wild, sucking hard on my long rod, and using her hands on the length that couldn't fit into her mouth, as I felt her have a slight orgasm.

"How's that?" I ask, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, frak, yeah!" she moaned, diving up my body, and kissing me passionately. Her hands were travelling all over my body, as she was overcome with sexual desire. I felt her reach down, and try to get my cock into her sopping wet slit, but I wasn't ready for that yet.

I flipped us over, and broke the kiss long enough to tell her, "Uh-uh," before taking a second to suck on her hard sensitive nipples. I kissed my way lower, and as soon as my lips touched her swollen labia, her liquid cum gushed out of her, coating my face in the delicious substance. I loved the way this sexual woman tasted, and lapped up all I could. I nibbled on her labia, sucking hard on her clit, and shoved my tongue as deep inside her small hole as I could. All of that in conjunction with my switches sent her into orgasmic bliss again and again.

Finally she couldn't stand it anymore, and painfully gripped my ears, pulling me up, till we were eye to eye.

"If you don't stick that fat fraking cock in my pussy right now, I'm going to lose it," she informed me through gritted teeth. 

"Aye, aye, Starbuck," I told her, grinning to let her know I was enjoying her terminology. Wondering what exactly losing it meant, I decided to oblige her. My cock slipped into her, all the way up to her womb, in one stroke. She'd never been this wet before, and as soon as I was seated inside her, her cunt gripped my length hard, as she came yet again.

I decide that I'd better dial back my switches a little, or she was going to be too worn out, before I even had the chance to finish.

"Oh, gawd," she moaned, with her hands on the back of my neck, and our foreheads touching, "I never knew anything could feel like that!" She pressed her lips to mine, in a hungry kiss for a few seconds, when I felt her legs wrap behind me, and pulled me into her even deeper. Once more I felt that strangling circle engulf my rod, and moaned with her at how good she felt. "Fuck me, Nick. Fuck me hard, NOW!" Apparently we were done with 'Fraking,' and now it was time to 'Fuck!'

I pulled out till I felt that ring slip loose, and then drove back into her, making us both grunt. She was so wet and hot inside, it felt like my hotdog was in an oven getting cooked, but it felt so good, I don't want to stop.

I rolled us over, and got fully seated inside her womb again, as I pulled her chest to my lips and sucked hard on her sensitive nipple. Her hips started rocking back and forth with a fervor that would soon have me coming, as it whipped my cock around inside her. I looked down between us, and could see her frothy juices pooling on my pelvis. I could even feel a steady stream of them running between my balls and thighs.

Suddenly Shanna yelped, as her cunt clamped down harder than ever before on my meat, and I started to cum with her, shooting my seed deep into her, filling every bit of her vagina.

Shanna was still breathing heavily, when she collapsed on top of me, her cheek pressed to mine, and it took me a moment to realize that she had actually passed out. 

I soon followed her into slumber.

* * *

We were in my car, driving, with the sun setting behind us, and the moon already sitting high in the sky.

"You didn't have to come with me," I told Shanna. I had tried to talk her out of coming, without trying too hard, and making her suspicious, but it hadn't worked. "I promise you, that I plan on breaking it off with Gina."

"I know," she told me calmly, her hand lightly resting on my thigh. "I just wanted to have a small talk with Gina, too," she told me.

I wondered at that, wondering if she was playing some game or another, but she had assured me she wasn't. Calling Gina over the phone to break it off wasn't an option for me. I felt like it was the chicken shit thing to do, and knew that the blonde deserved better than that. Shanna had insisted on coming with me, and I just wasn't up to arguing with her anymore.

"Now, you told me that Gina knows about your ability, but not how you got it, right?" Shanna asked me, her tone curious. "And not about the alien?"

"Yeah," I answered, wondering what Shanna was planning on talking to Gina about, "she knows nothing about Lela."

"Lela, yes. What about her mom?" she asked next.

"To the best of my knowledge, Nancy doesn't know about any of it," I told her.

"You know, you could make her forget all about you," Shanna told me solicitously, and I glared at her. She knew how I felt about using my power like that. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Sheesh, you'd think I asked you to rob a bank of something."

"Not a bank," I mumbled, "just someone's mind and memories."

"Well, I guess if you put it that way... " she said quietly. "But how do you explain what you did to Gina and Nancy, then?"

"I was still learning, and made mistakes," I told her defensively. "That's why I'm so careful about using them in people now."

"Okay," my girlfriend finally relented.

When I rung the doorbell, Nancy answered the door.

"Oh, Nick! I didn't expect you. Come in!" She was cheerful as she greeted me and even smiled as Shanna came in after me. "I'll go get Gina."




Bait and Switch Ch. 20



"That's okay, mom." Gina said at the top of the stairs, "I'm here." She looked at Shanna for a few seconds, her mouth tight, before looking back to me. "I wasn't expecting you either, and by the look on your face, I can guess why you brought Shanna... Or is it Shannon? I can't tell you two apart," this last bit was directed at my girlfriend.

I hadn't been aware I'd had a look on my face, thinking that I'd kept my features calm, but I guess Gina knew me too well to fool her.

"I'm Shanna," the woman said, "and I actually made him bring me. I wanted to talk to you, if you don't mind."

I can see the hurt in Gina's eyes, and it hurts me too, but she'd always known that we weren't right for one another. At least, that's what I told myself. Was I making a mistake with Shanna? Only time would tell, and even then, only if I defeated the demons.

Gina shrugged her shoulders before turning around to head to her room, and Shanna followed. When I stepped after her, Shanna stopped me. "You stay and keep Nancy company. This is girl talk."

"Be nice to her," I say, and she arches an eyebrow at me, while she bats her long lashes.

"Why, whatever do you think I'm going to talk to her about?" she asked me innocently; way too innocently, for my tastes. When I grumbled incoherently, she laughed at me, and quoted her favorite line, "You know nothing, Jon Snow." She patted my cheek, and hurried up the stairs.

"Can I offer you some tea?" Nancy asked me and I turned around. For a second I wondered that she doesn't seemed bothered by everything going on around her daughter, and then I remembered the switches I'd made in her. After our trip to mom's house, I realized that her 'contentment' switch only applied to anything I did, and I guess by extension in this case, that applied to Shanna too.

I only hoped that Shanna went soft on Gina.

"No, thanks," I told the older woman, and we sat down to talk about minor stuff, my mind was nowhere on the conversation. As she nattered away, my mind wondered to past escapades with her and her daughter. I thought about how I used my ability on her, and how things had ended up.

"Nancy," I interrupt her in mid-sentence, and she contentedly lets me, "are you happy?"

"Of course," she answered without hesitation.

"I mean, with everything that your daughter and I have done, as well as with you?" I pressed.

"Where is this coming from, Nick?" the older woman asked me, and I could hear a note of concern in her voice.

"It's just that most people would have some kind of issue with the things we've done, and I wanted to know if you were okay with everything," I explained.

Nancy studied me for a moment, before giving me an answer. "A lot of people can think what they want to think. If you concern yourself about what other people think, you will never be happy, Nick." She took a sip of her tea, before continuing. "I might once have had a problem with it, but Gina and I are closer now than we have ever been in the past. You asked if I was happy, and the answer is yes. What I really think you were asking is, are you happy?"

I was stunned at the depth of her words. Was she right? I thought I was happy... But then again, the knot in my stomach, over what Gina must be feeling upstairs, said otherwise. Shanna did make me happy when I was with her, but her attitude lately, had soured that somewhat. When I first discovered I had the ability with my switches, I thought my life would be made, but it has turned out to be a lot more responsibility than I ever wanted. I recall a line from the Dragon Reborn series, talking about how duty is lighter than a feather, and yet heavier than a mountain. Only now did I truly understand what that meant.

"Nick," a soft voice from atop the stairs, broke my concentration, "will you please come up here?"

I turned to see Shanna and Gina both standing side-by-side, their expressions blank as they waited for me. I thanked Nancy for her advice, before going up the stairs, and followed the two women into Gina's room.

Once inside, the women had me sit on the bed, and they sit on either side of me, Shanna on my left, Gina on the right. I was surprised when they each grab a hand, and Shanna started speaking.

"Nick, we've been talking," I nodded. Of course they'd been talking. I didn't see any broken furniture, scratch marks, or forming bruises that would have indicated a fight, and I hadn't heard screaming, so what else would they have been doing?

"Shanna explained to me about what she told you today," Gina said next, and I had to turn to face her. It occurred to me that the women might have set up this seating arrangement, so that one was always behind me, and keeping me off balance. It only added to my apprehension.

"And Gina told me what you mean to her," I had to turn again, so that I was facing Shanna. "And we have agreed that it isn't right that I have you all to myself."

My jaw must have hit the floor. This was the last thing I'd expected! Especially after the way Shanna had acted at school earlier.

"We know you are destined to be so much more with your ability, Nick," Gina kept talking, ignoring my shock. "Shanna told me about the demons. After what happened with Derek, I understand why you kept that from me."

She did? Shanna had no right to break my confidence on that matter. 

"Is there anything else you decided to talk about, behind my back?" I asked coolly.

"Just this," Shanna says, placing her hand on my chest, and I feel Gina's at the same time. I have just enough time to wonder what she means, when they both push me back, and before I have a chance to even yelp, I see the two women lip-locked together over me.

I was utterly confused at that point. I was certain that Shanna had wanted to talk to Gina about me dumping her, but now I found the two women kissing!

"Someone want to tell me what in the world is going on?" I asked.

They broke the kiss, and two sets of beautiful eyes looked at me, one set hazel, the other blue and surrounded by long lashes, as they giggled.

"Isn't it obvious?" Gina asks.

"We decided to become good friends," Shanna piped in right afterwards.

"But, why?" I demanded to know.

"Nick," Shanna said, "Gina told me what you did for her, and how much you mean to her. I realized I was being selfish with you, and that you deserve better than that from me. I really hope you'll forgive the way I've been acting. The whole thing with Julia really got under my skin, but that is no excuse. Can you please forgive me?"

I thought back on it, and realized that everything had started to change when Julia had entered the picture. I was about to tell her that I could forgive her, but Gina cut me off before I could.

"I know a way to earn forgiveness," she says with a wide smile, as her hand grabs my crotch, and pulled my zipper down.

"I like the way you think, Gina," Shanna said, and reached into my Mega-man boxers to pull out my limp cock. I was still in too much shock, for me to be hard right then. "Oh, it looks like I am going to have to wake him up with a kiss," she said next, then suited actions to words, and started licking my cock.

Gina stood up and started to undress, and only then did I understand what was happening. I wasn't going to have to leave Gina, and unless I missed my guess, Shanna no longer felt like she needed a complete hold on me either. I looked at Gina's large tits as they popped free from her bra, and then down to Shanna's lips sliding up and down my rapidly hardening cock, and remembered what Nancy had asked me a little bit ago. Was I happy? Well, I still had the demons to contend with, but it looked like my social life was back on top. Hell yeah, I was happy!

Gina was fully undressed now, and she started helping Shanna undress. When she got to her shirt, Shanna refused to let my now fully hard rod out from between her lips, and left it bunched up around her neck.

Gina bent over, and planted a powerful kiss on me, before kissing my cheek, and then whispering in my ear, "Thank you for using your ability on her. I don't know what I would have done, if I'd lost you."

I tried to protest that I'd had nothing to do with this, but before I could organize my thoughts, Gina was sitting on my face, and bending over to help Shanna give me a great blowjob.

Deciding that now was no time to be arguing with my good fortune; I stuck my tongue out, and poked it into Gina's vagina. I remembered the switches Shanna had asked me to make for her, and debated on doing the same for Gina, but decide not to right then. If she asked, I would do it, but otherwise, I still didn't feel comfortable doing it without their permission.

I sucked hard on Gina's clitoris as I felt two sets of lips working my cock, and moaned loudly. My hands were idle, and so I decided to start fondling Gina's ample bosom. My cock was left alone for a second as Gina sat up, and I had just a moment to see Shanna pressing her tits on either side of my penis, before Gina slammed her twat back down on my mouth. Shanna's tits felt fantastic as she slid them up and down my length.

"Wow, he's so big, he completely sticks out between your breasts," Gina says, and a second later, as I felt Shanna's breasts go down, I also felt her lips around the head of my rod. I started to moan in earnest as Shanna picked up her pace, and just as I started to feel myself getting close, she stopped, and pinched the base of my cock.

"I think you deserve this first," she told Gina, and without waiting any further, Gina slid off of my face, and impaled herself on my sword, facing away from me. She wasn't as wet as Shanna had been earlier today, and it took her a number of strokes, before I hit her deepest parts.

I felt my girlfriend's tongue lick my balls, before travelling up, and I knew she is licking Gina's clit by the way the blonde's cunt started to twitch around me, and she began bucking as she had her first climax of the night. Luckily the small break from the titty fucking is enough that I didn't lose my semen at the same time.

Shanna climbed on the bed next to us, and I watch in amazement as she started to suck on Gina's bosom, and I could feel her hand down near where we were connected, rubbing the other woman's pussy. Shanna's ass was within reach, and I tried to slip a finger into her, but she pulled my hand out. Shanna broke off pleasing Gina, and leaned her head down close to mine.

"I'm still too sensitive from earlier. Let's just concentrate on her tonight, and maybe another night, you can have us both." She sealed her words with a kiss, and then started to lick Gina's juices from my chin and cheeks, making me moan as this turned me on.

The sound of my voice still had an effect on Gina and as I moaned, she came yet again. She leaned back, supporting herself on her arms to either side of me, and gyrated her pelvis against mine. I moaned again at how good this action felt, and reached up to start fondling the Gina's tits again.

With my face clean, Shanna went back to giving her attention to Gina. Since her tits were covered with my hands, she bent over our legs, and started licking Gina's pussy again.

Gina pulled off me, unexpectedly, and Shanna swallowed my rod immediately in her mouth, keeping it warm, and cleaning the other woman's cum from it.

"I want you in my ass," she turned her head to tell me, and I smiled back at her. She then remembered Shanna, and I see her pout for only a second, before asking, "I better let you have some first."

My cock came out of Shanna's mouth with a slight pop. "No, I want to see him fuck you in the ass."

Gina smiled, and pulled the other woman up for a kiss, murmuring, "Thank you," before shoving her tongue into the other woman's mouth.

Shanna gripped my throbbing member, and started rubbing it back and forth, from Gina's pussy to her asshole, spreading the slick liquids. Without warning, Gina slammed her hips down, timing it just right and I slide into her tight colon. Thankfully I still had enough of Shanna's saliva left on me to lubricate the penetration.

Gina's sphincter felt wonderful as she slid it up and down my engorged manhood. Something feels a little different this time, however, and it takes me a moment to realize that I can just feel Shanna's fingers separated from my cock by a bit of flesh. Gina started to go wild, as Shanna fingered her. Her colon gripped and massaged me to my own orgasm, and I dropped my third load that day into Gina's ass.

Once more Nancy's question fluttered through my pleasure-fogged brain, and there is no arguing that at this point, I truly am happy with my life...

Until I recalled that the demons would be here on the following day.



Bait and Switch Ch. 21



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Barbara?" I asked just to be sure.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




Bait and Switch Ch. 21



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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




Bait and Switch Ch. 21



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Epilogue

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Author's note:

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