Bait and Switch Retype - Complete

I've forgotten that she's never been with a man before. That would explain why she is so damned tight. She feels like a fiery vise, gripping the few inches that have so far breached into this uncharted territory. She is so warm and wet, I'm in paradise.

I drop my torso down, until we are chest to chest, her nipples pressing pleasantly against my torso, and her ear just a bit from my lips. "I will never hate my sister. How can I, when I'm doing everything I can, not to dive right in. Thank you, Summer. Thank you for this gift. I will always treasure it."

I start to move my hips faster, diving deeper into her, bit by bit, with each thrust. It's still slow going, despite how wet she is. She is just too damned tight.

"I feel so full," she tells me, moaning between each thrust. "I love how complete I feel with you in me. I love the way your cock stretches me, and makes me yearn for more. Nick, my sweet brother, I love you."

"I love you, Summer," I whisper back, as her hands grip my back, and she spasms below me.

Her mention of feeling complete brings my attention to the sense of my switches. For the first time I can easily sense and even see Lela up in her ship. I truly hope Summer doesn't notice her, and try to distract her. I start to suck on one of her breasts, while simultaneously twisting her other nipple.

I roll us over, and sink a little deeper into her as her sleight weight settles onto me, before finally hitting her deepest parts. She shudders in orgasmic bliss once more, and it feels like her pussy has just shrunk, it milks me so forcefully.

I still have her nipple between my teeth, but I move my other hand down to where we are complete, and find her clit. I press hard against it, while I drop my hips, then thrust upwards, striking her womb, before doing it again.

"I'm coming close," I tell her, "I'm about to cum." I'm not sure if she is on any protection, where she is a self-avowed lesbian, and want to give her the opportunity to get off me if she needs to, before I fill her too tight twat with my seed.

She doesn't say anything, but moans, as she starts to cum again, and it's too late. I shoot deep into her, increasing her orgasm, and moaning loudly in my own. A fire hose has nothing on the pressure that I spray into her devouring pussy.

As soon as she comes down from her high, her look of bliss changes to one of horror. "Nick, why did you do that? I'm not on anything!"

"I tried to warn you," I protest, suddenly feeling like shit, filled with post orgasmic guilt.

Her expression changes again, "I'm kidding. Well, kinda. I'm NOT on anything, but it's 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 myself." I glare at her, for her deception, but she kisses me lightly, and I can't stay angry with her. "I'd better go get cleaned up, just to be safe though. Care to join me in the shower?"

I'm in the bathroom, warming up the water, before she has a chance to react. She comes in, laughing, and steps under the nozzle.

I step in after her, and grab the soap in my hands. Lathering up, I treat 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 jism. She seems to enjoy it, so I bring her to one more orgasm, before I pull my fingers out.

We screw on more time in the shower, and again in the bedroom later on before going to sleep for the night, thoroughly exhausted, but very satisfied.

As we lay there, trying to fall asleep, the question I fear about Lela, finally comes up.

"Is that an alien that has some of your switches in her?" Summer's hand is tracing circles on my hairless chest as she asks.

"A-alien?" I splutter.

"Don't try to fool me," she says, tweaking one of my nipples almost painfully. "I know what I see when we make love. How did you get a switch in an alien? And I'm assuming it's a female by its breasts. What is she doing, sitting like that? Is she sleeping?" I'm surprised at how calmly she's asking me all of this. I guess that compared to fucking her own brother, and my new superhuman ability, aliens are just one more thing.

I know I have to be honest with her. I can't deny it now. "She is the reason I have my ability, and why contact with you magnifies it." I explain to her about the dormant gene, and she takes it better than I would have expected.

"Why are the aliens activating this gene?" She sounds genuinely curious. "Is it so they can autopsy us later?"

I laugh before answering. "No. 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're all crashing back down on me.

I picture again the demon getting flung from the airlock with a silent scream, and their ship breaking into a million pieces in a magnificent explosion, and I'm the one to blame.

"Is that why you were having nightmares? You're worried about these demons?" I can hear the concern in her voice, and gratitude warms my heart. I hug her to me for a second, before answering her.

"Kind of. A demon scout ship arrived last night, and I was able to stop them, but it almost killed me." My voice sounds almost dead, even to my ears.

"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 wish I have her confidence, but she can't be more wrong.

"You don't understand. I KILLED them last night. They are a sentient race, and I destroyed them," I'm nearly yelling now.

Summer remains cool, despite the heat in my voice, and gives me a patronizing look.

"You mean to tell me that you feel guilty for defending yourself? Nick, snap out of it, and get over yourself! They were going to kill you, and if not you, then me, mom, Gina. . . all of us. Don't feel sorry for what you have to do. Be glad you have something you can do about it."

Her words help, but I still feel 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 throws her leg over my waist, and the switches blossom more fully in my mind. "You won't," she tells me. "We will," and I know what she is getting at. We will have to be together during the battle.

Only I really hope it won't become a true battle.

* * *

"Nick," the fear in Summer's voice wakes me instantly, "where are we?"

I look around, and am surprised to see that we're on Lela's ship. I'm not so much surprised that I'm here, but that my sister is right next to me, still naked. Lela has never brought me here when I'm with someone, and definitely not brought someone else with me.

"You wanted to know about the alien? Let's go meet her." I stand, and take her hand in mine. Her grip is strong, and despite how easily she has accepted everything earlier, I can tell she is scared now. I remember how afraid I had been at first, and give her hand a reassuring squeeze.

'Why did you bring Summer?' I mentally ask Lela.

'What she says is true. You will need her to stop the demons. She needs to know everything, and be just as capable.'

The doorway opens up, and I walk Summer into the pitch black rectangle. Waiting for my eyes to adjust to the red light, I continue on, but Summer remains rooted where she stands.

"Nick, I can't see," her voice quavers, and I look to see terror in her blind eyes.

"Relax, Summer. I can see just fine. I promise no one is going to hurt you," I reassure her. I can see her nod, and I wrap my arms around her bare flesh, hugging her tight to me, as we walk along the suspended walkway, following the arrows in my vision.

'She will need the nanites, too. Make sure she is quiet when you walk in. I have an applicator ready in here.'

I stop where we are, and speak to my sister. "When we get there, I will have to give you the nanites. You will be able to see, and after a few seconds, we will be able to send messages mentally to each other." I give her a serious look, before I remember she can't see me. "Once we walk into that room, you can't say a word. Make as little noise as possible."

She nods, but asks, "Why?"

"She is incubating. . . her. . . children," I almost mess up and say, 'our children.'

"So, there will be even more aliens up here?" She asks, and I'm glad to see she is starting to relax. I wonder how much of that is because in our minds, we can both see Lela sitting on her cylinder.

"Yeah," I tell her uncomfortably. "Now be quiet, and don't make a noise. They are sensitive to light and sound."

Summer nods, and we walk in. I hope that Summer handles the nanites better than I did at first, and hope that she is able to stay quiet.

I needn't have worried though, as Lela directs me to a separate room, where the applicator with the nanites, wait. As soon as we walk in, a door closes silently behind us.

"We are actually in a different room now," I tell her. "Brace yourself, these don't feel very good at first."

I don't wait for a reply, before grabbing up the instrument, and injecting the tiny robots into her thigh.

She yelps, and grabs the spot where I've injected her. I can see her veins change colors as the things enter her bloodstream, and spreads out.

"Oh, god, it feels like fire," Summer moans.

I step up to her, and hug her tight to me, knowing that she will be okay. Her arms squeeze me tight in return, and I hold her, through her screams and agony, until it's over.

I mentally tell her to think her words to me.

'Like this?' her words appear before my eyes, and I nod, knowing that she can see me now. 'Why is everything red?' she asks 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 seems to accept this explanation, only to have Lela confirm it to both of us a moment later. 'Are you ready to meet Lela?'

When she nods, the doorway opens, and we walk into the other room.

 

Chapter 16

The front door slamming wakes me up. I figure it's just mom finally getting home from up north, and I try to roll over, but I run into something.

Or rather, someone.

My eyes flash open at the same time Summer's does, and we realize the predicament we're in. We're both still naked, and she is in my bed. Panic stricken, we both jump out of bed. Well, I try to, but my legs get caught up in the blankets, and I hit the floor with a thud.

My lovely, sweet, beautiful, and sexy sister titters at me, and I glare back as I get to my feet. We can hear mom coming down the hallway, and I know there is no time for her to get out. I point to the closet, Summer nods and jumps in, just in time for my door to creak open.

"Mom!" I protest, standing there naked, and trying to cover myself up.

"Oh, it's not like I haven't seen it—" she cuts herself short, as she sniffs a couple times. Her sharp eyes look deep into me for a few loud heartbeats. She looks around my room, then back at me, before continuing to talk, "I brought breakfast home. You look like you're feeling better, so get dressed, and, um, tell your sister, too." She turns and closes the door.

I know we've been busted even before we walk out of my room. Summer goes to her bedroom to get dressed, and I find mom setting out a fast-food breakfast on the table.

'How much trouble do you think we're in?' Summer's words flash in front of my eyes. I don't know, and tell her so.

"Mom, I—" her sharp look, locks my tongue up tight.

"We will wait for your sister, and then we can talk," she tells me, and from her tone, I know there is no arguing with her. I wonder how much trouble we're in.

When Summer joins us, we all sit at the table, in silence. Mom is 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'd lose everything." Her eyes go back and forth between us as she speaks, as if to make sure we're listening. Part of me feels shame for hurting her, but another part of me says that we're not an official thing, so it wasn't really cheating. She is my mom, and we can 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 wish she hadn't said that. Summer's eyes grow large as she figures out what mom means. She hits my arm, and looks at me in shock. "No way! You and mom?" she demands, and the same words flash in front of my vision. She is using both in her shock.

"I see you didn't know," mom says, unperturbed. "Yes, dear, after our date, we. . . well, your brother is quite the gentleman, and I should have stopped, 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 preferences in women."

"But, mom," my sister shoots back, "we started the night we found dad cheating on you, so it isn't your fault! I seduced him that afternoon."

Mom looks back and forth between us, and I nod that it's true. I'm not sure if I should be relieved that Summer revealed our prior activity, or worry that it will hurt our mother more.

"Well, I feel a little better about that. I dunno, less guilty I guess." She drills me with her eyes again. "Nick, I've 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 promises me through the nanites, and I feel my heart sink.

"Son, I understand that you have certain needs, and you certainly helped me out with mine the other night. I've 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 is talking so matter-of-factly, that when she mentions marriage, Summer and I both splutter, and I end up choking on my breakfast.

"Marriage?!?" Summer demands. "Mom, I love Nick, but I have no intention of MARRYING him!" I nod in agreement.

'I hope you don't mind,' Summer's words flash. 'I really like having sex with you, and I love you, but marriage would be impractical.'

'I agree,' I tell her back, glad that we can have this sub-conversation.

"Well that's something at least," Mom says, unaware that her two children are talking mind-to-mind.

"Mom," I start, "I am truly sorry I hurt you, like dad did. I didn't think about how it would affect you." I know how much of a heel that makes me sound. "What you and I shared is beautiful." I'm careful not to say it in a past tense, like I had with Summer, yesterday.

"I know, Nick, and I certainly don't expect you to be with only me. I know what you've done with Gina and Nancy, and don't expect you to stop that either." I cringe as mom mentions Nancy and Gina. Summer didn't known about that either.

'I guess you're not so new to incest, after all.' If words are fire, those leave me cooked well done.

'I told you I'm perverted,' I think back at her defensively. 'Now you know, I was being serious.'

"I guess I really don't know what I expected," mom goes on, still oblivious to the other conversation. She is looking at her hands, but after a slight pause, she looks at me curiously. "I guess I should probably be completely honest with you. You'll likely find out anyway." She takes a deep breath, and I wonder what she is 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 are dark red, and it doesn't take a genius to figure out that there had been a threesome at Gina's house. I won't deny the thought turns me on, but I'm curious about how it'd happened.

"Mom!" Summer exclaims 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's gone, things have spiraled out of control." She drops her head into her hands, and Summer gives me a significant look before getting up, and going over to comfort our mother. "I had to talk to someone, and as they comforted me, I. . . Well, one thing led to another. . ."

'You need to use your switches on her to make her happy,' she thinks to me.

'No, I won't manipulate people with them anymore,' I think right back at her vehemently.

'You're not manipulating her, you're helping her. Do it, or I won't help you with the demons.' Her eyes give a tone to her words that the text alone can't convey.

I know the threat is an empty one. She has to help me, or we're all dead. Despite knowing this, I decide to help mom.

If only Lela's people hadn't abandoned us, leaving us as bait for their escape.

I touch Summer's hand, so that any switches I make can only be affected if I'm with her. That way I won't be tempted to use them on my own. She already has a happy switch in her (made while Summer and I were touching), and her youthening ones, but I decide to throw in a content one and a confident one as well. I can easily throw them all fully on, while touching Summer, but decide to move them slowly, so that she won't suspect.

'Good thinking,' Summer sends me. Of course she can sense and see everything I'm doing.

My sister is gently stroking mom's back, trying to comfort her, and I can see my switches gently taking effect. Mom looks up at us and smiles lightly.

"Thank you, both of you. I don't know why, but being with you two like this has made me feel better." I smile at Summer, glad I'm able to help, and only feeling slightly guilty about using my powers on her.

"So how did it happen with you, Nancy, and Gina?" Summer asks, and I'm certain mom is going to balk. I guess my switches are in effect, however, as she answers without reservation.

"We got to talking about it on the way up. I didn't tell Gina about us, Nick, don't worry." She pats my hand as she says this, but I wonder if Gina would have cared, after the way she'd helped set up the date. "I admitted that I've never been with a woman, and they informed me that I'm welcome to join them if I wanted to. At first I wasn't going to, but the more I thought about it, the more curious I got. The incest between mother and daughter doesn't bother me as much as I thought it would, and when I dropped them off, they asked again. The weather made the perfect excuse, and I came in. I came many more times last night." She stops talking then, and looks to her two children. "I can't believe I'm telling you this, but, oddly, I seem completely fine by it."

Summer smiles at me, before leaning down and whispering something into mom's ear. Mom pulls away, and looks at her curiously, before shrugging.

'What did you say to her?' I wonder to my sister, but she only smiles at me.

Mom then looks back at me for a few seconds, before asking, "I know I said we shouldn't anymore, and last night was really great with those three women, but I could really use something only a man has." Then I understand what Summer had asked. Her 'confidence' switch must have taken full effect too, as she reaches over before I can answer, and starts working at my pants.

I almost stop her, thinking I've caused this with my switches again, but Summer sends me a message. 'Don't stop this. You helped her out, you didn't make her horny. Let this happen, she needs it.' My sister glances at mom, then back to me again, before mentally adding, 'and I want this, too.'