Bait and Switch Retype - Complete

"You will not tempt us. We are stalwart in our convictions. God is on our side, and we shall prevail!" James spouts on the heels of his sister.

Wow, these two are pompous! I go over the plan again in my head, hoping that the suit will protect me. Lela had said that it would, but Harana wasn't as certain. A backup plan plays out in the back of my mind, just in case.

"Surrender? No." Shock appears in their eyes. Had they really deluded themselves into thinking that I was giving up? The note had simply told them where to meet me. They'd caught me by surprise last time. This time I'm prepared.

"Then why. . .?" Jessie asks, and I can't hide my smile at their confusion.

"Because God hates murderers," I tell them, pandering to their game, "and you need to be stopped."

Their faces go red in rage, and there is suddenly a ball of flame in James's hand.

"Your vile tongue will not sway our holy mission," James yells, and flings the ball at me.

I'm prepared for it, though, setting up another air shield, and jumping out of the way. I hit the ground, rolling, and come up, hand outstretched, and flip the already made switches to drop their necklaces. They're ready for it, though, and catch them in their hands.

It was only a distraction though, as I create more switches, and flip them on the run. From our previous fight, I know that I can't affect them directly, but that doesn't protect their clothing.

The molecular bond holding their white coverings together are turned off, and their clothing disintegrates.

Jessie shrieks in outrage, and I can't help but notice that the carpet matches the drapes, before she's able to cover herself up. She'd been about the send that bullet train of force at me, but her nakedness distracts her, and dust is suddenly kicks up in front of me, trailing off into the night.

"What wicked trickery is this?" James demands, and I notice him glancing at his sister out of the corner of his eyes.

Another switch, and a cool breeze blows across them, and even I'm intrigued with how hard Jessie's nipples get.

The plan is to get their necklaces away, and then disable them, or kill them. The latter is out of the question. But a third option seems to present itself.

"Wicked miscreant!" James shouts. "Do you think to shame us, by displaying what God gave us?"

I look back to him in time to be struck by one of his fireballs, directly in the chest. Dammit! I berate myself, caught up in my own distraction.

Rolling a couple times on the desert floor, the flames go out, and I'm thankful the suit protected me. My chest is a bit sore, but happily not burned.

I regain my feet, and look at the two shocked siblings. "Sorry," I state, smiling, "Did I forget to mention I'm fireproof now?" I know I shouldn't, I mean I really shouldn't, but I can't help but say the next line. "Looks like God is on my side, now."

Rage fills both of their faces, and Jessie flings her hand out at me, sending another wall of force my way. I throw up another shield, and dodge out of the way again.

My shield doesn't even slow the attack, and it clips my leg, spinning my about, and sending me painfully to the ground. The suite doesn't protect against that, I guess.

In frustration, I act without thinking, sending some of my oldest switches at them. Too late, I remember that their somehow immune to my powers.

The switches form.

I stand there in shock, and just barely dodge another wall of power, before it crushes me.

Immediately I start flipping on the switches, and dimly note that a yellow light engulfs me. I can feel Lela and Shanna still miles above me, and while the light is weak, it gives me the extra strength I need to push the newly created switches, while my ankle stops hurting.

Jessie's eyes grow large as her nipples stiffen even more, and a slight trickle starts between her legs. James had already gone semi-hard with his naked sister next to him, but he is sporting a full-on boner now. Both of them are frozen, as I carefully walk up to them. I don't know if they can do anything while frozen, but I'm wary all the same.

Nothing happens as I take the two diamond necklaces, each with about ten thumb-sized diamonds on them, out of the twins' hands, and fling them up behind me. They vanish, and both sets of eyes bulge even more at my apparent magic. Perhaps they think I've done the same thing to the necklaces, as I did with their clothes.

The yellow light vanishes. I wonder what they thought about that?

Standing this close to Jessie, I can't help but admire her body. Her tits are small, maybe a B-cup, but sit high on her chest, and look pretty firm. A slender waist leads down to slightly rounded hips. It's obvious she doesn't trim, by the size of her massive red bush, but her legs are long and slender.

In contrast, James looks like one of those men who can eat whatever he wants, and never work out, while still maintaining his form. He's not well muscled, but I'll bet there's hardly an ounce of fat on him. His pointing penis looks to be just a bit over average in size, but otherwise unimpressive, when compared to some of the others I've seen in the past few weeks.

I have to step back, remembering the plan, but decide to add my own twist to it. The switch to disable their rare gene takes some serious effort to turn off, and both of them groan as I do so.

'I need to change them,' I send to Shanna, knowing that she's watching, and likely won't appreciate what I'm about to do next.

'If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.'

I decide to drive forward with my new plan.

Walking around to Jessie's back, I turn up some of her switches, doing my best to make her hornier. I reach out to touch her, and the shimmering light around my hand stops me. I quickly divest myself of the light-suite, and step up behind her again. Wrapping my arms around her, I lightly tease her nipple with my left hand, while my right digs through the mound of fur below, until my fingers find her moist slit.

"Oh, I'm gonna go to the special hell," I murmur.

She shudders, as I rub my finger against her slit, and I look over to James, and see he is intently watching me, unable to do anything else.

"Your brother likes what he sees," I whisper inter her ear. "Did you see how hard he got before I froze you?" I nibble a bit on her ear, while I rub my fingers around her tiny hole. I'm tempted to slip a finger inside her, but I want to build up her tension first.

I know I'm manipulating them, using their switches, and while a part of my conscience is screaming at me to stop, all I have to do is remember the twenty or so diamonds on those necklaces, each one a stolen life, and my conscience shuts up.

I'm really mashing down hard on her 'wet pussy' switch, and sense that she is getting close. She is doing her best to hold back moans of pleasure, but between my skill and the switches, she doesn't stand a chance. I sense just the moment, and give her stiff nipple a sudden twist, and a loud moan escapes from her clenched jaws, and my hand is covered in her love juices. I rub hard back and forth against her whole vagina, trying to make her orgasm last.

"Look at your brother's cock," I tell her. "See that liquid seeping from the tip? That's because he likes what he sees. You turn him on." I can hear muffled denials, but her eyes are glued to James's manhood. "I'll bet you're wondering what it would be like to have him in you." I make a switch to make the inside of her twat itch. "Or maybe even suck his cum straight from his cock." Her mouth goes dry after making and moving another switch.

My cock is nestled comfortably between her small ass cheeks, and I start to hump myself slowly against her, while I resume my assault on the rest of her tiny body.

Her denials are growing weaker, and by the time she reaches her second orgasm, she is no longer refusing my words.

"See how his fluids are running from the tip of his penis? That's all because of you, his dear twin sister. He wants you. You can see it in his eyes. See his hunger, his desire. I can tell you like him looking at you. I feel how wet you are down here. I know you're thinking about what it might feel like to lay with your own brother."

This time, the sound that escapes her throat is one of acceptance.

"But wait. . . Isn't that a sin?" I rub her coochy harder, tweaking her nipples, and nibbling lightly on her neck. She is completely confused. Her body is telling her one thing, but her mind is saying something else. "How can it be a sin, though, if you love each other? You do love your brother, don't you?"

Carefully I lessen the switch that's holding her paralyzed, ready to reinstate it at a moment's notice. I needn't have worried.

"Yes," she whispers, and then moans as I turn up the sensitivity to her clit and nipples. "I do love him."

Her hips are now moving, grinding her ass against my rock hard cock.

"You know," I whisper conspiratorially, "while he's frozen like that, I'll bet you can find out just what he tastes like, or even feels like inside of you." I fully release her, and step back.

Hesitantly she looks from me to her brother's cock. It's easily apparent who is the better endowed, but love wins out, and she rushes to James.

Dropping to her knees, a tentative hand reaches out, but stops before making contact. "Forgive me James. I—I can't help myself. I've always looked up to you, and I love you so much. Please. . . Please forgive me, but right now I need this." Her fingers close the final distance, and I swear she moans as she makes contact with her sibling's phallus.

There is a flash of light behind me, and I spin around, prepared for an attack, but it's only Shanna. A very naked Shanna.

"Sorry to scare you, but I saw how hard you are, and didn't want to pass up this chance." She tells me, a twinkle in her eyes. "You're still going to hell, though."

I know that she also doesn't want me trying to fuck the slight redhead as well, but I don't mind. I'm so horny right now, I just want to take her down, and fuck her on the dry desert floor.

A muffled moan brings my attention back to the twins, and I see Jessie has James's rod between her lips, sucking up his precum. James's eyes are closed, and I know he is enjoying the incestuous liaison. I decide to turn off her dry mouth switch. She seems to be satisfying that urge.

Warm lips wrap around my own rod, and I give out my own moan. Looking down, I meet Shanna's grinning, lust filled, gaze, and smile as I run my fingers through her hair.

"James, I know you would stop me if you could," Jessie says then, and I see she's gotten to her feet, and is looking her brother in the eyes, "But I have never wanted anything as much as I want this right now." She gives him a tender peck on the lips, then turns around, and backs up to her brother's rigid pole, and I can see she's trying to get him inside her cunt. There is no mistaking the moment she gets it right, and her eyes pop open wide, and I hear one of the most seductive moans ever, leave the true redhead's throat. "I never knew what this could be like," she mewls as she starts to really move against his now slippery pole.

Shanna's lips leave my tool, but only long enough for her to bend over in front of me, mirroring Jessie. I immediately take a half step forward, and spear my girlfriend's vagina upon my sword, making us both moan at the completion of our bodies.

Our moan gains the twins' attention, and I even notice Jessie smile, before she begins to shudder in another climax. Looking to James's eyes, I can tell he is enjoying this as much as his sister, and I release him.

Once again I'm wary, and once again, I don't have to be. James grabs ahold of Jessie's hips, and starts thrusting violently into her, making Jessie grunt with each impact.

"Oh Jessie," he calls out, "I know it's wrong, but it feels so right! I love you, sis!" and then he grunts, and I know he's depositing his sperm into his sister's womb.

'I think it's time you two came back up to the ship,' Summer sends me, and suddenly I'm back aboard Lela's vessel, still screwing Shanna, but now surrounded by three other naked women. Smiling, I'm excited about how good this night is going.

 

Chapter 23

With the sun coming up only hours away, I can't wait to crawl into bed. I have my first competition with the math club this evening, and I'm skipping class so that I'll have at least two brain cells to rub together, while there. My brain is fried, my body thoroughly worn out—all four women on Lela's ship made sure of that, though Lela wouldn't let me have any of her milk—and after the battle with the twins, my head feels as though the Stay-Puff Marshmallow Man has taken up residence in it.

Not wanting to awaken my roommate, I creep through the main room, and this time, make sure I go left to get into my room. My door gives a slight, familiar creek as I open it, and slip through.

I only have a moment's notice, before someone is crying incoherently on my back.

"Gina?" Her switches give her away.

"Where have you been?" she demands, and then before I have a chance of responding, "I was so worried. Everyone said you'd died, and then I watched the videos on Youtube, and saw those two attacking you. I was so worried! So very worried! And you didn't call, or tell me you were safe, or alive. . ." She pulls away, and starts hitting me with her fists. "Why didn't you let me know you were okay?"

Pulling the blonde to me, I hug her to me as she sobs into my chest.

"The twins are taken care of," I tell her softly. "I verified that the cops picked them up in Arizona a few hours ago." She pulls back and looks up at me curiously. "Seems they somehow lost their abilities, and the police received an anonymous tip about where some wanted murderers could be found." I smile down at her, but her eyes go dark again.

"A few hours ago? A few HOURS? And you couldn't take the time to let me know you were fine?" Her anger is palpable, but before I can answer, a half-dressed Dennis barges in.

"Dude, what the hell?" He demands, shoving his hand against my shoulder. "Are you real? I could have sworn they disintegrated you, the way you suddenly vanished. What the hell happened, and why did they attack you?"

A shadow moves behind Dennis, and I recognize Robin's red hair over his shoulder. "Why did they attack you?" she repeats her boyfriend's question.

"Yeah," Dennis chimes in, "I thought they only attacked other. . ." His voice trails off as his eyes grow wide and he takes a couple steps back from me. "You're. . . You're one of them, aren't you?"

Sighing in resignation, all I can do is nod my head. Why did they have to attack in such a public place? Thus far, I've been able to keep my ability mostly a secret, but after yesterday on campus. . . Well, let's just say I'm likely to be a lot more noticed. Hopefully I'm more famous for it, than infamous. Yes, I know I'm getting a bit conceited.

I wait for Dennis and Robin to back away in fear and terror. In their presence is one of those freaks he's been going on about in the news.

"Man, that is so. . . [b[awesome!" he yells, and I look up to see him grinning widely.

"What can you do?" Robin asks, in genuine interest.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Dennis asks, and then they continue to bombard me with questions, hardly giving me any opportunity to answer.

Finally, as the sun crests the horizon, I've answered their questions, to the best of my ability. I've even told them about the impending demon invasion, and they both agree to go camping for a while, just before the invasion.

"What about me?" Gina asks, once we're finally alone in my room again.

'She'll be up here of course.' Somehow I know those words are from Shanna.

Groaning, not in any mood, or having any energy to argue, I tell Gina, and then stumble to my bed. I don't remember falling into it, but when I wake some hours later, I'm stripped to my underwear, and under the covers. I notice my pillow has the slight scent of Gina's perfume, and know that she'd been sleeping in my bed until I got home last night.

Rolling over, I see Gina's hazel eyes staring back at me.

"Mmm, good morning, sleepyhead," she purrs to me with a smile.

"Morning?" I ask. The light is wrong for it to be morning.

She looks past me to the clock, and gives a small laugh. "Well, no, I guess it's not. It's a little before three."

"Three? Crap! I've got to get ready for the competition!" I jump out of bed, and start throwing on my clothes, until I catch Gina pouting at me.

"Don't you have a bit of time?" Her hands pull the blankets down from her, and I see she's completely nude. DAMN, she looks good!

Well. . . The competition is at four. . . She grins as she sees she's won.

What little clothes I'd managed to put on, take less time to take off, as I jump back into bed with the massively hot woman.

She pulls me to her, meeting my lips with hers, as her breasts press firmly against my chest. Tasting her soft lips, I moan, feeling her 'wet' switch move in reaction to my voice.

"You had me so worried," she whispers, breaking off the kiss, and looking me fiercely in the eyes. "I'm not leaving your side again."

I nod, knowing she'd been terrified while I'd been gone.

She squeals, and simultaneously hugs me tightly to her naked form, before rolling me onto my back. Sliding back, it only takes her a moment to get the angle right, and my head slips past her first folds. While she's wet, she's not nearly as wet as she usually is when we have sex.

"I need to feel connected with you, to know you're alive." Until now I guess I really didn't understand how much she felt for me. I mean, I know she loves me, but I guess I didn't understand just how deeply that ran for her. She must have been at her wits end yesterday. Then, even lying with me all day, I'd be surprised if she left to do more than go to the bathroom.

I felt my heart warm for this woman. We'd been through some tough times in our odd relationship, but I couldn't deny that I truly cared for her.

What then of my feelings for Shanna? I care deeply for her too. Great! I think. What kind of a lecherous man am I that I'm falling for two women?

Thinking of my sister makes three, and gives me the answer. Rand al'Thor, eat your heart out!

While I've been ruminating, Gina's been working on getting me deeper inside her, and I hear her grunt as I poke at her womb. "I love you, Nick. Never let me go." Then, without any preamble, she begins to move against me. She continues hugging me tightly to her slim body, her firm breasts rubbing against my chest, and her pussy sliding along most of my member, making me moan loudly as we make love.

"Oh, fuck, Nick. You always feel so good inside me. Yes, grab my ass. Make me cum, Nick. Make me cum all over your massive cock!" She shudders as her orgasm strikes, and I powerfully hunch my hips, driving deep inside her, striking her deepest points over and over again. Her orgasm seems to go on and on, and finally I can take no more, and loose my ejaculate into her clutching vagina, sending her to a whole new realm of ecstasy.

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I'm almost late for the competition, and Gina asks why it's so important for me to go. Even Dennis and Robin are curious as to why I'm going to do a math competition, when there are so many other things that I could be doing in preparation for the coming invasion.

For that matter, I don't know why it's important. I can't give them an answer, and just shrug as I get out to my car, all three of them in tow. When I realized that Dennis and Robin have every intention of sticking with me until they ditch town, I know my car will be too small, and we end up taking Gina's car instead. The way the three are acting, I almost feel like I have my own personal guard service.