Altered Ch. 04

I looked over at Tracy then Robin questioningly and they looked just as confused as me.

"Oh, no - we are going to be going into heat soon too."

"Heat? Ataruians go into heat?"

"Ataruians? No, but THEY do," Deena declared. "Your father gave them and you for that matter genetic traits of other species. Like your fast healing abilities, they don't come from Ataruians. Your ability to not fatigue came from sloth's abilities to hang upside down and support their body weight indefinitely... I don't know where he got every trait but I did overhear that at a meeting."

"Yes, your dad in his infinite wisdom decided it was best to have us go into heat," Robin informed, nervously twiddling her thumbs and looking down embarrassed. "We have monthly periods like humans, but once a year we feel an almost irresistible urge to have sex and it last for about a week."

"Were you going to tell me about this? Or just wait until..."

"Please don't be mad," Robin interrupted. "We needed you to protect us. We didn't KNOW you could get us pregnant. I mean we still don't know. Your father performed many experiments before thinking he figured out why we were infertile and each time he was wrong. -- Please, don't be mad at us."

I lifted my arm up and draped it over her shoulders grabbing her side and pulling her close. I kissed her cheek.

"Don't worry girls, I won't ever leave you voluntarily; unless you turn out to be monsters like my father," I said, affectionately. "You are two of the sweetest girls I ever met."

After that she seemed to melt into my side and Tracy looked relieved.

"Mom, get your stuff you are coming with us."

We headed further into town, got some supplies, and mom dropped off her rental car and we headed north.

We stopped off at a rest stop near Truth or Consequences, New Mexico. The girls got some sleep, mom took my bed and became an effective cock blocker. For once the girls behaved themselves, and I didn't like it. While they slept I went online and got an email from Dave telling me that he secured a house in Colorado near Grand Lake, in the Rocky Mountains. He needed my information so he could register me as the caretaker of the estate. So, I forwarded him my information from my false IDs. He got back to me pretty quickly and let me know where I could pick up the keys. He said they wouldn't be available for another week when escrow finalized.

I looked up the house on Red Fin to see if it had any pictures. The house was four bedrooms and three baths on an acre lot. It had a two-car garage with a workshop. It was a nice place, more of a vacation rental than a home but it was low key enough to not raise a lot of red flags.

Finally, I decided to look up Natalie on one of the Ataruian dating sites that my mother showed me, (they were hidden on the dark web). They even had a site similar to Facebook. Their community wasn't very big so it didn't take long to find her old dating profile. It's funny how I had always imagined her being a normal human, until I started reading some of the things she was into. She was an Ataruian activist and was deeply opposed to my father's leadership. I created an account and tried to hit her up on her the Ataru Message Board (similar to Facebook). Since her dating profile was disabled I had no way to reach her that way.

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It took us another week to get up to Colorado, buy things for the new house and finish the paperwork. We bought an SUV which we needed for mountainous driving especially when it snowed. We really didn't have any personal belonging since we had to leave everything behind in order to hide so there wasn't an issue with unpacking or getting our old stuff to the new place. I bought most of the furniture in the house since the house was staged with the owner's old furniture and we didn't have any.

Although the furniture was old and probably been around since the eighties, it was nice to start off in a furnished place. Besides; knowing my mother, she wouldn't want to rush getting the right 'pieces' so I knew furnishing the house would take months if not years.

Mom already had a fake ID. She had been planning to go on the run for years. The Ataruian hybrids also tended to live longer than humans so they had to change IDs once people got suspicious. I set her up with a credit card under her new ID and told her to get what she needed.

Luckily, getting internet wasn't a big deal, the house was near a town where they had good coverage. I got us some new computers and set them up and put protocols in place to mask our locations and reviewed with the women how to use the internet and stay hidden. I told them to do random things on the internet to help mask pattern recognition software; they were to avoid visiting sites they used to use and they needed to get new login names for sites they HAD to still use. But especially they had to avoid talking to anyone they used to know. This wasn't really a problem for the girls because they didn't know anyone, but my mom was a bit of a socialite.

As we settled in, we came to love our new home. Everyone had their own room on the second floor and each room was a pretty good size. Mom had the master bedroom which had a jacuzzi tub and shower and a huge walk-in closet; I insisted she have it since I rarely slept anyway, rarely took baths and didn't have that many clothes to justify a walk-in closet. The girls had a room that was connected by a Jack and Jill bathroom, and my room had its own bathroom with a shower. There was a great room which had a massive fireplace, vaulted ceilings that went up two stories; the upstairs hallway looked down into the great room. There was a semi open concept kitchen that was a bit dated, but the refrigerator and stove were both new.

The house was in a forest surrounded by the Rocky Mountains' beauty, it was technically three stories but the first floor was more of a storage room where winter gear, and wood for the fireplace were stored; it wasn't considered a basement as it wasn't below ground but when it snowed at least we wouldn't be buried in the snow. There was a huge patio on the second (main) floor that was connected to the den via some French doors and the great room via sliding glass doors, the patio was situated directly over the storage bay doors. Since the house was on a slope the main floor also had an entrance from the ground that led into a mudroom and there were stairs from the entrance that went down the side of the house to the storage floor. The main floor also had a dining room and a waiting room (living room) in the front. The whole house was a typical cabin look and feel in that it had mostly wood tones throughout and hardly any drywall.

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It was still the middle of summer and we had no firewood and it would take quite a while to amass the right amount of wood for a place that big. I could afford to just buy some firewood in town but I enjoyed working outdoors so I decided to trek out into the forest and see if I could find a few trees to harvest. The former owners included their quad ATVs and their snow mobiles as part of the sale of the house. So I hitched a mini trailer to the back of a quad so I could bring back some wood and loaded up an axe and chainsaw. I was warming up the engine when I saw Robin pop her head into the storage room and yell something to me over the drone of the engine. I turned the throttle down to muffle the sound.

"Good Morning Robin."

"I said, what are you doing?"

"I am going wabbit huntin'," I joked, with my best Elmer Fudd impersonation.

"Can I go with you?"

"I'm going to be chopping wood, you really want to go?"

"Yeah, I can keep you company," she flirted.

"What about Tracy?"

"She is going into town with your mom to get some clothes and things, I told her I would hang out with you today."

"OK, but you are going to need more clothes than that," I pointed out that she was only wearing a sexy tube top and short shorts. "Not that I'm complaining mind you, but there are a lot of things that want to scratch you up and make you itch -- even with your healing powers it won't be comfortable."

"I'll be fine. You'll be doing all the work. I'll just be watching your gorgeous ass from a distance."

"Ha, ha, fine just don't complain to me later how you wished you had worn some jeans."

"Do you have time to wait while I pack a lunch for us?"

"Sure, I just have a few granola bars and some water so that's a good idea."

"Great!" she exclaimed, excitedly like a girl on a first date.

She practically skipped up the steps and scurried into the house. She took a really long time. After close to an hour it seemed, she finally came down bringing a pack full of food of some sort. She also changed her clothes and I smelled the aroma of perfume in the air that wasn't there earlier. She was now wearing a black skort, and some really sexy stockings. I was getting used to her constant flirtations so I didn't think much of it other than it was sexy and I was rock hard.

I gave her an extra helmet and put mine on. She got on behind me and rode bitch clinging to my back -- her breasts drilling holes into me. We drove through the forest fairly slow; I was in no hurry and unfamiliar with these paths. After a half hour drive deep in the forest, we seemed to be far away from civilization since we hadn't seen a house in 15 minutes. We approached a clearing and along the tree line there were 3 sickly trees perfect for extraction. I wasn't going to have time to do them all today as my trailer wouldn't have enough room for the wood of even half of one of the trees.

I got off the ATV and looked around me, soaking up the beauty of nature. Most of the animals had been scared away by the noise of the vehicle but there were squirrels, blue-jays and all manner of creatures serenading us with their sounds. I made sure not to cross any streams on the way over here as it might be difficult crossing back with a full trailer in tow. However, we were close to one that was just on the other side of the clearing.

"Nate, can I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything," I said in all confidence.

My feelings for the girls was growing every day. They were smart, funny and quirky and it didn't hurt that they could look like anyone at any time.

"Why won't you have sex with me or Tracy? You know we are more than being playful with you right?" she asked meekly with her head down and hands fidgeting nervously. She looked up and continued, "We both think you are great, and we aren't pressuring you into a commitment or anything, but a girl's got needs and I just want to know if I'm wasting my time or I should look elsewhere."

"At first I had misgivings about you two; you both had been through years of abuse. So, my inner-turmoil had to do with me and whether I was taking advantage of you. After I got to know you, I realized that you're both wonderful, strong, competent and well aware of your faults," I said in contemplation and she smiled at the complements. "However; I have a sense of dread that somehow the latent personality that my father tried to force on me when I was young has been manifesting itself on me again."

"Oh, how do you mean?"

"When I was being controlled by that psychic and forced to have sex with Tanya, something stronger than her control took over me. I became animalistic and cruel. I felt myself enjoying hurting her and it wasn't natural. It was like someone else's personality was taking control and I was fighting it the whole time. I finally regained myself but not before I hurt Tanya. She said that she didn't blame me for what happened but she won't talk to me anymore. So she must blame me or over time she's convinced herself that I allowed myself to be controlled to cause her pain."

"Do you love her?"

"No -- well not in a romantic sense. I mean, she is beautiful and I wouldn't mind dating her. There is an unnatural link between us -- a psychic link. I don't know how it was established..."

"What do you mean by psychic link?"

I pulled out the chainsaw and prepped it for use while I explained to her how I could see a link to both Anya and Tanya with my third eye. It was like a flowing stream of energy connecting us and I could communicate with them in my dreams. She nodded her head and said that she never heard of that before but she wasn't an expert in psionics either.

"Can I try it?" she asked sheepishly.

Robin was physically stronger that a muscular man twice her weight so I wasn't afraid of whether or not she could handle it. Still, I didn't want her injuring herself so I went over how to properly use the chainsaw and let her have a go.

She fired up the chainsaw and went to work on one of the dead trees like a pro, cutting through it in no time. Soon it crashed to the ground and we both yelled "timber" with a grin. The tree was about 30 feet long and about three-foot diameter at the base. I hacked off the branches with my axe and she cut the tree up into 2 feet long sections. I then used my axe to split the sections up into manageable pieces and we tossed the wood into the trailer when they were ready.

After about four hours of this it really started to show on her as sweat was pouring all over her; as for me, you could only tell I was working hard by how dirty I had gotten.

"Wow, why don't you take a break, you're soaking through..."

She looked down at herself and saw that her shirt was almost translucent; her nipples and breasts were clearly outlined. As she noticed her predicament, her nipples hardened. She blushed stepping away from her work.

"Maybe you're right, let's eat something."

She proceeded to pull a blanket out of her pack and looked around. The ground wasn't really suitable for sitting comfortably even with a blanket laid out. The ground was uneven, full of holes, branches and twigs, not to mention all the wood chips from the work we just did. She shrugged and laid the blanket over the ATV seat, it was flat enough for her purposes as she took out a lunch she packed for us.

We ate in silence, partially because the food was so good but also because I couldn't stop staring at her. Her clothes clung to her like a second skin and left little to the imagination. When we finished, she packed up and leaned over the side of the ATV seductively.

She brought her hands up and moved them across her body until they were cupping her breasts and presenting them to me lewdly. I stood staring with my mouth agape as she noticed I was affected by her seductions.

"You like?"

My head was in a haze and I let my defenses fall as I simply nodded. She brought her hand up and pointed at me curling her pointer beckoning me to come toward her. I felt myself being pulled toward her as if I were a puppet, not with psychic abilities just feminine sexuality and my lust powered my legs.

As I approached her, she opened her legs and let me get between them. Grasping her waist, I leaned into her and she pressed her body into me for a passionate kiss. As our lips battled for supremacy, my tongue parted her lips winning the inevitable fight for ground. I invaded her mouth and her tongue came to defend its territory and soon invaded my own.

She was murmuring as she was squirmed against me. My hands moved across her body. As I grabbed her hips she swayed them, as I felt her abs she undulated them like a belly dancer, and when I brought them up to her breasts she pushed her chest forward squashing them into my hands.

Soon her movements became more aggressive as her hands moved from caressing my back to coming around front and unbuckling my belt. I heard the unzipping of my zipper and felt the sudden release of my pants as she unbuttoned me. My pants dropped to the ground pulling my boxers along with them.

I was dizzy and swooning and no longer knew why I ever resisted this girl for so long. I broke our French kiss and brought my lips down the side of her neck. She leaned her head to the other side to give me better access and moaned in pleasure. I pulled her shirt over her head and discovered she was braless, yet I saw that she wore a garter belt. I tugged on her skort and she helped pull them all the way off. Sure enough, she had thigh high stocking attached to her garter belt -- this turned me feverish.

Before I lost all control, I pulled out a condom and pulled it over my cock. At the same time, I sucked on her breasts focusing on her nipples swirling my tongue in circles while my fingers pinched and pulled her free nipple.

"Ohhhh, FUUUUUCCCCK!" she moaned. "Don't stop, I know you won't hurt me. I've wanted you since we first met, I need you in me."

It was then I felt it, something was taking over, some sort of sickness or maybe it was better described as a madness. It was an overwhelming feeling of power and the knowledge punishing her will bring me so much joy. Even as I was fighting down this overpowering urge it with all my might, I did not succeed right away.

I grabbed her by the throat with one hand, and by the breast with the other. I squeezed her throat just enough so that she could barely take in air, and her breast were squeezed viciously. She tried to scream but only a squeak came out. She then tried to pound me with her fists to stop my attacks but I just shrugged them off too. I took my hand off her throat and she sucked in breath and her face slowly turned from a purplish-red to a faint pink. Her eyes turned from glazed to inflamed.

I had her pinned to the ATV; I gather both her wrists and held them together above me with one hand. My free hand moved between her legs pinching each of her inner thighs hard, forcing her to spread her legs even further apart.

Instead of fear in her eyes as my rational mind thought she would be experiencing, I saw excitement and lust. I saw a raw need in her eyes for me to do what I wanted to her. I was trying to fight this but it was so hard with her encouraging it. All my reservations against being someone that hurt women were being lost because I wasn't hurting her, she was enjoying it. She started kissing my face, and anywhere she could reach.

I rammed three fingers roughly into her pussy -- she wasn't ready for it and the pain surprised her causing her to scream. With tears in her eyes, she kept kissing me.

I started fingering her and after a few minutes, her cries of pain quickly turned to moans of pleasure. I pinned her body to the ATV with my chest and body and reached down behind her knees and pulled them up and out until her knees were off to the sides of her shoulders -- her pussy became totally exposed.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Nate! I am yours, however you need me, I am yours."

I failed to hurt her. Without the pleasure that the torment would cause, my rational mind gained control but my lust still overwhelmed me. My empathy, compassion and downright humaneness of my personality won the battle for dominant position in my mind, but I could feel that the sadistic side of my father still existed in a weakened state.

I saw the position I was in, my cock rubbing up and down her lubricated slit. It felt like I paused for a few minutes but it was only seconds until I plunged into her. I let her adjust to me but her body said to go long before she cried out for me to.

"Fuck me hard, fuck me soft, but don't stop fucking me..."

I fucked her hard and fast and became overcome by a new feeling. I could feel her affecting me in a way no woman has affected me before. It's hard to describe since it isn't something a human can feel but my body somehow felt her needs and wants. We felt each other; I was experiencing her being fucked while feeling the utter pleasure of fucking her. I knew her deepest desires and my body started to respond to them.

My body was changing, I thought it had to be morphing but from what I was told it was a conscious effort. My cock was already pretty large and yet it grew larger and wider. I then felt second appendage right below my balls pop out of me. I looked down; it wasn't a cock exactly, it was long (about 12 inches), thin (about as thick around as 2 fingers together) and flexible almost like a tail. There was no slit on the it so I'm guessing I couldn't cum out of it but it did ooze a lubricant of some sort. The skin was kind of rough and scaly. I knew exactly what it was for and almost immediately its purpose manifested as it plunged into her rosebud.