SAFEHAVEN Ep. 033: HARDware

MAiNeDROIDS: Jared Temple and Nikki Pope

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"Man, oh, man! That Abigail Prescott is built like an android herself. She has to work like hell to manage a body that perfect. Her tits might not be real, but they sure do fit the model." Taking his leave from the hardware store was like pulling teeth. "I should have stopped there before the drugstore. Fun as Paulina and Charlotte were, Abigail has them slapped down by longshot. I mean Abigail's daughter Venus is rocking but her mom... holy crap!"

Grumbling all of the way back to Goodwill, Jared Temple aka adopted Jared Keith knew his priorities. He had deviated enough leaving his much older but youthful in appearance guardian Nikki Pope to look for clothing. Jared just wanted a moment to himself to explore. If this 8000-resident town of Waterloo was going to be their home, he needed to set his sights on what it had to offer. It wasn't likely that there were many jobs around these parts but at least he had some over the top qualifications being as big as he was. With bodybuilder proportions it was a safe bet he could walk in anywhere and get hired.

"Man, it would be easier to just tell people to put what we need on our tab and forget it. Nikki won't let me do that very often. Only until we figure out birth certificates and IDs to prove we somehow exist. That's going to be a chore even for me. Sure, I can manipulate the Social Security office folks to forge something but it's going to be tedious hiding it forever. The military will have their best hackers looking for anything suspect. Just my swiping ATM cash from that Bernie Pike guy could look curious to the right sniffer. Just because I used my hologram mode to look like him in front of the ATM camera and adopting his fingerprints won't explain where he really was if he has proof. I'd say at a day like this he might be in his office wherever that is." For one of the highest IQs in the world he was not always thinking what he his android could achieve. In time our boy would figure it all out.

Sighing in his thoughts only Jared reached the Ford F-150 and opted to hide his money. Taking out Homer's meds and the unneeded condoms he tossed them into the other truck seat. He also kept out the $1000 he told Nikki he would get but stashed the other two grand in the drugstores provided plastic bag under the suicide seats in back which lifted up like trunks. "Whoa! What is this?"

Under the seat was a briefcase with a combination dial. "That Clint Burton was a welder. What would he be doing with a briefcase? We've been in such a hurry we haven't bothered to really look through the whole truck. I mean there's a toolbox in the bed too. Hmm!" Using his android body's x-ray vision, he paused. "Lead lined? Now that's ominous. What were you up to Burton?" Utilizing his newly christened computer Chism he ran a full background check on Clint Burton.

"Clean as a whistle or is that slick as a whistle. Not married! Moves around a lot but always had big money jobs waiting in the welding field. That's not a red flag! Who is so in demand to weld unless he's deep-sea. No signs of him near the coasts anywhere though. I can break this baby open easily but what if for any reason it's booby trapped. I mean I can survive an explosion, but it would obliterate the truck and draw attention we don't need. I better leave it be until I can maybe carry it down to the rapids before I risk popping the lid. I can probably even contain the blast in a smaller radius. This android has a force field sheath that I can advance outward about three feet. I know these babies can withstand pretty hefty ordinance so I would survive the shockwaves, fire definitely. Just hide my money for now. Nik and I can go back to the water with this tomorrow."

Before closing the seat down, he tried one more trick. Amplifying his ears to listen for any ticking sounds he did hear one. "Minor ticking like a wristwatch. Maybe he has a Rolex. I would guess a bomb ticking would be more upbeat." He researched the ticking sounds to compare. Smart move! "I better get inside before Nikki comes looking for me." Meds in the backseat Jared had his hands free again save for the money rolled up. "I hope it is a Rolex. I'd look good in one." Hiding his wrist, he produced a hologram version of a Rolex. "Yep! So, me! Just not this body." Gone just that fast!

Entering the Goodwill outlet, he looked around for Nikki, Homer, and Fiona. A new customer since leaving he discovered a good-looking man in his late 30's by appearance. Well-groomed, dress slacks, shirt and tie, yep, white collar. Hearing the front door jingle the man shot a glance toward Jared from the clothing racks and smiled. "Facial recognition him, Chism! Might as well see who I'm facing." At the counter Jared waited but tried looking through the curtain cloaking the back room.

"Merrill Erikson!" Chism began his informative voice. "Age 39! School teacher! Subject History! Marital status single, no children. He lives in the rurales of Waterloo with two German Shepards. Full address required?"

"Not right now." Jared then proceeded to read the man's mind.

"I hate buying birthday presents. I have no clue what to get Andrew." Jared knew Andrew wasn't one of his dogs. "I swear the boy is so picky." No kids! Hmm! "Still, Kennedy's son is special needs and is a pistol, how could I ignore his birthday."

"Associate Kennedy and Andrew, Chism."

"Searching!" Curtain opening in front of him, the owner Fiona Marsh presented herself.

"You're back! Your daughter is going through our backstock with Homer. You can join them if you like. She found some jeans that should fit you."

"Awesome! Thanks!"

"Oh! Hello, Mister Erikson! Lunch break?"

"Hi, Fiona! Yeah, last minute birthday gift." While they bantered Chism revived his tone.

"Kennedy Wilhelm, age 42, teaches English and Drama at Waterloo High School. Son Andrew, age 24 suffering from muscular dystrophy."

"Good enough Chism, thanks! I just realized something." Jared had a grin, "Merrill there looks like Jensen Ackles. Nikki must not have seen him yet or she would be out here all goo-goo-eyed. Heck, her seductress mode would have jumped him in the aisle by now. Wow! What are the odds."

"Oh! Merrill? That handsome young man at the counter is Homer Keith's grandson Jared. He just moved here from New York, was it?"

"Yeah! How's it going Merrill?"

"I'm great! Birthday present shopping and hating every second of it."

"Yeah, my daughter's birthday is coming up too." Jared growled under his breath. It was true that Nikki's 39th. birthday was a month away.

"Fifteen going on sixteen." Fiona held her chest with both hands. "She is so precious Merrill. Nikki might be enrolling soon."

"Oh, really? I barely know Mister Keith, mostly just his hardship. I've donated can goods to him through my friend Kennedy Wilhelm. Ken is Waterloo's patron saint." He chuckled! "Her son is handicapped so she volunteers at our homeless shelter and collects for food drives."

"And I donate clothing." Fiona pointed out.

"I thought I heard your voice daddy." Nikki Pope stepped out holding a one-piece blue dress with no shoulders that was short in skirt. "Am I allowed to wear this?" Jared bulged his eyes. Hearing her thoughts, she told him to tell her no and act like an overprotective father.

"Sure! Add it to the pile."

"You are so incorrigible! I... is that Jensen Ackles?"

"Cloned!" Jared laughed! "I knew you would compare the two."

"Nikki, dear? This is Merrill Erikson." Fiona waved her closer. Reluctant due to the seductress overrides she experienced yesterday she made certain Jared followed her just in case. "Merrill here teaches History at Waterloo High."

"Cool!" Kid mode! "You look like my favorite actor."

"Let me guess!" Merrill grinned in thought! "The guy from Supernatural."

"Yesss! So hot!" Blush forced to look the part!

"I guess that makes you hot, Merrill." Jared squeezed Nikki's shoulders, Nikki tilting her head back to look up at him smiling.

"I hear that every day from my students. So, Nikki? What grade would you be in?"

"Sophomore!" She pouted as Jared planted his chin on her forehead to prevent her eye contact with Merrill. Taking the dress from Nikki, he held it up to her body for Merrill to look at.

"Birthday present? What do you think, Merrill?"

"Pretty! Why not? I think I've seen that dress on a girl from school. Spring Dance maybe!"

"Mine now!" Nikki insisted picking up an allure out of Merrill. "Daddy, you're hurting my neck." Not possible! Jared lifted away and smirked at Merrill and Fiona.

"I better go check on Homer." Fiona excused herself. "Lord knows he likes getting into things." She made her way to the curtain just as Jared called out.

"Do you have a changing room, Fiona?"

"No! I'm afraid not. I suppose she could try it on in back." She pointed then entered to find Homer sniffing dresses. "You behave, Mister Keith."

"You really want me to try it on daddy?" Nikki froze like a deer in headlights.

"I've never once seen you in a dress like that. Final judgement will be based on how you look."

"Okay! I'll hurry! Don't leave Mister Ackles... I mean Erikson. I want to know more about the school."

"I have twenty minutes before I need to be back in class."

"Hold up! It's a quick change, just go behind the rack there and switch out. There is no one here to see but us."

"Seriously?"

"Embarrass easy, Merrill?"

"I'll turn my back." Nikki flipped Jared off but went around the clothing rack and removed her t-shirt. Nothing beneath Merrill happened to look up and see a mirror along the ceiling. Jared had too and that was the reason for his suggestion. Not realizing that mirror showed off her entire body Nikki tossed both articles over the rack and danced like a stripper for thirty seconds and blowing kisses out at Merrill. Shaking his head Merrill closed his eyes. She was fifteen! Actually, 38, but hey, at least he was courteous. Halting her silliness Nikki quickly put the dress on and realized how short the skirt was on her. She couldn't possibly wear this in public, her ass cheeks were showing. The slightest lean forward her android cunt would offer a peek.

"This has to be fast. My hormones are skyrocketing." Leaving her t-shirt, she shuffled around the rack to face Jared and Merrill. "It's really short. And the top hem shows a lot of cleavage." Jared puckered his lower lip and cast her a thumbs up. She of course rolled her eyes. Merrill took a deep breath and turned halfway and saw her with her head hanging low and looking bashful. Her cleavage was dramatic, and she was correct, that hemline was lined right up with her android cunt. Instant erection building up, he smiled.

"Now I remember who wore that dress. Sienna Colfax!"

"Do you like it?"

"You look lovely. I need to finish my own shopping. Any suggestions what to give a 24-year-old boy in a wheelchair? Clothing wise!"

"He's trying to ignore me." Nikki pouted! "I can sense his lust but he's resisting it. Probably a good thing or I might rape the man."

"He like concert t-shirts?" Jared picked up a Slipknot t-shirt then intentionally dropped it. "Crap!"

"I got it daddy." Nikki cut in front of Merrill and couldn't resist bending over to pick up the hanger. In doing so her entire ass slipped into view. Merrill got one hell of a good look at her perfectly sculptured labia and butt pucker. Jared played dumb and accepted the shirt and looked it over first.

"Too bad it's not my size. Andrew like this? I'll even donate it to him."

"He does like rock music." Hard! Merrill mumbled as Nikki stood up and faced him up close. With sparkling eyes, she trembled in his gaze. "Thanks, Jared. I appreciate your kindness."

"The sweater. It gets cold in Maine." Nikki turned swiftly and plucked up a fashionable warm light brown turtleneck sweater. "It looks brand new even." Her skirt still ruffled up a bit she rubbed up against Merrill's lap. He had to back up. "Quit running from me!"

"Better chill, Nik! Fiona's on her way. Change back again."

"Donate this to Andrew too daddy. From me!" She handed him the sweater. Adult sized it was a guaranteed fit. Scurrying around the rack she had her dress off before Merrill could turn away. Seeing from her chest swell upward he swallowed dryly and watched her put her t-shirt back on. Jared eavesdropped on his thoughts.

"Sweet Jesus! She's bold, I'll give her that. Too bad she's only fifteen. Sixteen in a month or not." Shaking off his hormones Merrill Erikson selected a winter ski jacket in red and white as well.

"Good choice!" Jared nodded! "Here!" He peeled off a fifty-dollar bill. "Keep the change if there is any."

"Thanks! Stop by my classroom when you enroll your daughter and say hi. I'll introduce you to people."

"We'll do that." Jared offered a handshake. Accepting it Merrill realized how strong Jared was, his bones creaking a tad.

"Some grip!" A good thing Jared had lowered his constant erection or that fourteen-inch monster would have jabbed Merrill like it had Venus Prescott at the gas station. Hologram concealed or not it was all too real and hardly intangible. Invisible yes under stealth mode!

"Army!"

"Ah! You look like a linebacker or a wrestler."

"I probably could do both. Any tips you might have on jobs around town?"

"Not really, but I'll enquire." Hands released he shook his hand. "I'd suggest the logging camps but last resort. The owner Bernard Pike is as evil as they come. He's even made me an offer on my property out by Whisper Falls. I inherited a huge chunk of property with a waterfall. Too pristine to ever give up."

"Sounds beautiful." Nikki returned holding her dress. "I'd love to see it sometime."

"Sure! Swimming hole out there too if you own a bathing suit. Tell your Pop here to pay a visit I'll give you two a tour of some of the best nature Maine has to offer."

"Can we daddy?"

"We could use a few new friends. Thanks, Merrill! Maybe next week?"

"Free on weekends."

"Perfect! I'll grab your number and address when we stop by the school on Monday. Our phones are out in my truck."

"Sounds good!"

They met Fiona and Homer at the counter. Nikki waved goodbye to Merrill and headed into the back for her selected clothing for everyone. A cart used she had six outfits for herself and pants and socks for Jared. Shirts fitting his build was difficult. Homer had another five sets of clothing. "Homer?" Fiona paused in ringing the items up. "Do you recall, Merrill Erikson?"

"Sounds familiar."

"History teacher here in town. I'm good friends with Kennedy Wilhelm."

"Pinch her ass for me."

"Grampa!!!" Nikki blushed as part of her act.

"I don't think I want a black eye." Merrill chuckled! "She has a black belt."

"Really? So do I." Jared grinned. His android could mimic all forms of martial arts.

"Not me!" Nikki giggled! "Defenseless little girl." That got Merrill's dick hard again, he puffed his cheeks and handed Fiona the money Jared offered him. Change back he had enough to buy a cheeseburger at the only Burger King in town. Bags in hand he said his goodbyes. Jared had to restrain Nikki from following him out.

"Easy, Nik! Is that you giving chase or the seductress?"

"Me!" She laughed! "I think I'm in love. He's gorgeous!"

"Fifteen! He's 39!"

"I'm 38... darn it! Why can't my android look older?"

"Now you know how I feel being the opposite at 15 going on 35. I'm seeing women twice my age that I want."

"Just use your x-ray vision. That's harmless enough. Neither of us should be doing what we're doing Jared. It makes us no better than rapists or molesters."

"Sorry, Nikki, but I'm going to do what I want more often than not. I love you but now that I'm sort of grown up I need this."

"I need love and passion too but we're not human beings anymore. Yes, we can feel like them and think like them but we're taking advantage of people. Not to mention should my seductress mode lose control without you there to bring me down I could seriously hurt someone."

"Your android doesn't have strength. You would pretty much be helpless. Let's talk about this back at the cabin. I found something more pressing that I'm worried about, but I can't do anything in town or around Homer in case it's a problem."

"What did you find?"

"I picked up Homer's meds at the drugstore and threw them in the truck. I realized the backseats pop up for storage. There's a briefcase inside that's got a lock and lead lining. Who carries something like that who is not bad news. I'm afraid it might have a bomb trigger if opened without the proper combination."

"Shit! Do you think it's a way it can be tracked?"

"No, because I deactivated GPS tracker on the truck. Its code no longer exists."

"That's the truck. What about the briefcase?"

"I'll take it down to the rapids and open it. My android can survive a close quarters blast. Well, nuclear blast but who's counting. If it's not a bomb it must be something pretty top secret to mask behind lead. I didn't even lift it. With that lining I can't even ascertain its weight. I'll sweep the entire truck better where I know we aren't being watched."

"Alright! If it were a bomb, I'd think it might have gone off in the last 48 hours since we took the truck. Surely, that Clint Burton revived from his mind-control by now to trigger or trace it if it's possible. Maybe it's money. That would solve our issues."

"Unless it's counterfeit. I considered that." They watched Fiona tallying up their clothing, bagging them as she went. "What if he was a spy or an assassin or something?"

"Then we move on and make sure Homer is safe. Let's just remain calm until we know the truth."

"Right! I walked by the hardware store. Let's stop in there and enquire about where we could get a tub or trough for Homer to take baths in. I can't believe as generous as the people in Waterloo are toward him that they haven't given him more modern conveniences."

"No power lines leading toward the woods it would probably cost a fortune to run wires that far back. Waterloo doesn't exactly look like a rich place. People do with what they can afford."

"Yet there is powerlines along the main road. Maybe I can figure something out."

"And end up electrocuting yourself with more volts than your android could probably handle. Too risky. I love how you want to help Homer though. I say just a generator and fuel to run it. He's blind Jared it's not like he needs lights to see by. Running water and better hygiene is priority."

"I could dig a well maybe."

"That would be a chore. I recall my parents digging one and that required 500 feet of hole and pipes. The water needs to be safe to use too. What worries me most is getting a tub and having to heat water. Our bodies can store just enough water to maybe fill three inches into a tub if we use the river to fill our reservoirs. I know it's twisted but we can literally pee in the tub and use our internal temperature to warm the water up for him."

"Brutal! Good idea though."

"That aqueduct idea is good but even that will require a lot of guttering to send it his way."

"I say we charge it to that Bernie Pike. Let's drain him dry."

"Jared, come on! That would only draw attention. We have to lay low."

"Ready for the total kids?" Fiona finished her job. "Two-hundred thirty-eight dollars and twenty-two cents. I'll skip the thirty-eight, twenty-two. "Let's just call it two hundred even."

"You're awesome, Fiona."

"It's because I rubbed her tushy." Homer chuckled, making the woman blush.

"You watch yourself, Homer! My husband might steal your walking stick."

"Jared will bust off a tree branch and make me a new one."

"Thanks, Fiona. You really don't have to." Jared played the dad. "Anything you need you just drop out and ask."

"I'll keep that offer in mind."

"Leave the hubby at home." Homer tapped her with his elbow behind the counter. Sneaking in another tushy rub, she let him succeed with a sly grin. At her age anything was a thrill.

"We are turning the other direction." Jared made Nikki look away. Fiona did peck Homer on the cheek. "Let's roll Grampa. Hardware store next. Let's look into a gas generator and a few things for convenience."

"Woohoo! Fancy new toys! Be hearing you, Fiona. Blind guy funny!"

"Bye, Homer! Take good care of him kids. And again, welcome to Waterloo."

Warm regards expressed the trio left the store and loaded Homer into the truck. Bags were smothering the old timer. Sitting on his meds Jared had to laugh, "Sorry! I did you a solid and picked up your meds from Hannigan's Drugstore."

"You're a saint, Grandson."

"Only trying to help, Sir."

"We owe you everything, Homer. Whatever we can do just ask."

"You might need these, young fella." He held up the truck keys he had in his pocket. In starting the truck Jared eyed Homer in the mirror lifting the box of condoms. "These prophylactics for me?" Chuckles heard he just knew what was in the box.

"Why did you get condoms?" Nikki looked puzzled! "You don't need them. Unless you downsize that trumpet there's zero chance of those fitting you."

"Hey! I wanted to feel human again. Buying my first condoms was a blast. You should have seen the cashier girl's eyes light up knowing I was probably packing." Not to mention Charlotte Hannigan's tits. Nope! Not admitting to his mischief. Telepathy off! Nikki just shook her head. Good! Now she could think about Merrill Erikson. Within reason! She wondered if those condoms might fit him. Should he be interested in her and nonchalantly care to break the law.

"I so want, Jensen!"

Two blocks over Jared parked the F-150 facing the hardware store windows and acted nervous. Gripping the steering wheel, he paused to look at Nikki. "Nik? Help me not make a fool of myself. You're crushing on Merrill and I'm crushing heavy on Abigail Prescott. That's her in the window. I think I better try my clothes on before I go inside. I'm afraid my nerves my accidently deactivate my hologram attire. I really don't want her to think I'm a perv."

"Wow! You must be lovesick. You sure weren't worried about her daughter seeing you."

"Wait! How did you know she saw me?"

"Oh, Jared! I didn't! I just meant you risking your hologram. Same goes at the drugstore. Please tell me you didn't show them your body."

"Venus, I did, but I suggested she forget after she flashed me her tits."

"Are we getting out?" Homer was fidgety.

"In a moment, Homer. Jared and I are having a telepathic discussion about manners."

"Oh! Okay, don't mind me I'm just sweating my balls off."

"We haven't even turned the air on for him Jared. Our androids don't require cooling like humans do. We're so sorry, Homer. Next time tell us, we tend to overlook what our old selves once required."

"Just saying if we're getting out there's no need for AC."

"Yes! Hold on a moment Homer! Stay!" She pointed at Jared. Hopping out Nikki opened the passenger side back door and sifted through their new wardrobe. Finding a pair of denim cargo shorts and a belt for Jared, she hurled them over the seat at him. "Let's pray those fit or you need to downsize. Those are a 48-waist size now." Deactivating his hologram his clothing cloak faded away. Shirtless at the moment Abigail Prescott just happened to glance out the window to see him in the truck. Her inquisitive nature found her nibbling a fingernail.

"She's into me I can tell." Steering wheel raised and seat slid back as far as it could go Jared slyly lifted his feet and slipped the cargo shorts up over his swollen thighs. Ass lifted to tug them up they fit almost perfect. A gentle sizing relaxation to his android body's waist he was in business. "I'll skip the belt." He whipped it back. Looking at his lap he had to laugh, his fourteen-inch penis fit snugly along his left thigh, the denim tightening over it. "Crap the tip almost touches the sewing. I don't want to shrink it. I want Abigail to see me and beg for my love." Man, he had it bad suddenly.

"Here! Socks and hiking boots. Look normal!"

"Any shirts that fit me?"

"A 4X muscle shirt. I really only found this and a real flannel shirt. We might need to check out other towns to see what they have."

"Muscle shirt works." He chuckled! Socks on he put his boots on and sacrificed a bit in his size 16 feet to fit the 14's. Easy enough and it wouldn't look strange. Lacing them up he looked back at Abigail to find her missing. "Aww, man! Where did she go?" A mad dash to the bathroom mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

Expanding his telepathy while tying his boot he heard her thoughts. "Oh, yeah! She's hooked and we haven't even met yet. Well, window shop met but not in person." Boots on he saved the muscle shirt and climbed out, shutting his door. Holding off he walked around the truck and helped Homer out while Nikki put on a new shirt and white shorts. New pumps to go with the ensemble. She used the double doors to block her quick change. No traffic at the moment she got away with it.

"You help Homer." Jared told Nikki. Stepping up on the sidewalk he discovered Abigail back in the window with her jaw dropped at seeing his massive musculature. He even activated his artificial sweat to make his skin gloss up. "Her heart rate is soaring. Hormones escalating. This is so awesome." Slowly putting his muscle shirt on it fit perfect. No sides to the shirt all the way down to his waist he felt like Hercules. His arms and chest were available from the sternum up. A nod at her she blushed. Once she looked at Nikki and Homer, she was shocked. "Homer? Do you know Abigail Prescott?"

"Only Abigail I know was Abigail Bouchard."

"That's her maiden name." Nikki recalled it from the campers yesterday. She married a Wagner Prescott."

"Now divorced! Go me!" Jared laughed! "So, you knew her when she was younger?"

"I did! She grew up right next door to Millie and I. She always baked cookies for me. Sweet kid! She must be around 35 now, maybe."

"34! Birthday in December." Jared ran her entire life through Chism in his head. "Save me from being stupid guys."

"Just don't say something a 15-year-old might say. Like cool! Bonkers! High-five!"

"I still say high-five." Homer laughed! "Relax kid! I have your back."

"Wait! Did she know Chism?"

"Dated him even."

"Ah, hell! That's why she turned pale when she saw you with us."

"So, you got the hots for Abby?" Homer fidgeted! "Just don't hurt the girl."

"I'd never hurt her." Jared sighed whether he needed to or not. "I'll take it slow. Man, I really like her she's the hottest lady I've seen so far."

"You're a boy." Homer grumbled! "Isn't Abby a little old for you?"

"Well, it's not like this body can date a 15-year-old." That made Nikki pout. "Sorry, Nik!"

"You two have yourselves in one hell of a pickle."

"Don't we know it. Homer? We might need you to forgive us if we do things that defy our ages. To fit in we have to date who we relate to. As much as I thought Merrill was gorgeous, I can't risk dating him at 15, whether I'm really 38 or not. He can never know that."

"You younguns still age?"

"I can look older, younger too, but I don't want to look 25. Heck, I can mold my body to look just like you, mirror image. I won't disrespect you that way though." Jared confessed! "30something suits me just fine."

"I'm afraid I'm stuck looking 15 the rest of my days Homer. Hair color and tanning my skin is about it disguise wise. My android was the most underdeveloped of the fleet. I'm pretty much human just invincible."

"Do what you two have to. I'm not going to judge you. I'm just happy to have you two in my life."

"Aww!" Nikki hugged Homer from the side. Jared seeing Abigail looking just went with it and joined the hug. "You've certainly earned my love, Homer."

"Man, don't make my android cry in front of Abby."

"You know it only cries if you order it to."

"Just saying! That made me weepy in my mind."

"Lead the way and open the door, Dufus." Nikki playfully patted Jared's bicep. Cane tapping, Homer went inside first. Nikki following, Jared tailing a tight little ass. Abigail smoothed out her extremely tight pullover and folded her arms over her nipple arousal. No bra it was impossible to hide. Not that it mattered! Nikki saw Abigail fully dressed but Jared had x-ray vision on the entire time. Abby was gorgeous naked and not knowing that she was, in his eyes at least.

"Hello there, Mister Keith. It's been years."

"I know that voice." He played dumb.

"It's Abigail Bouchard. I won't bore you with my married name."

"I KNEW IT!" Homer snapped his fingers. "Where's my chocolate chip cookies?"

"You remembered. I haven't seen you since Chism took me to prom. Is he still in the Army?"

"No idea! He hasn't sent word. I'd think if he couldn't find me, he'd at least call the Sheriff and enquire."

"That bum! I lost contact with him too. Once I met my ex-husband, I guess I put Chism out of my mind."

"Good news!" He motioned Nikki and Jared forward. "I found out I had more kin. This here is my grandson Jared and his daughter Nikki."

"What? Really? How?"

"My son had an affair and sired the giant here."

"Rudy? No way! I would have never guessed that about him. But again, I only met him when they visited you and Millie over the holidays. When they passed away and Chism came to live with you we were close, but once he enlisted that was that. What a small world we live in. Well, hello Jared."

"Chism's loss, my gain." Jared blurted! Nikki swiftly slapped his arm. "You're right! Daughter knows best. Sorry, Abigail."

"The man has the hots for you." Homer chuckled! "Lost his wife a while back, I think he's ready for a new main squeeze."

"Oh, my!"

"They are both horrible." Nikki told Abigail. "I like Maine."

"Well, wonderful! Visiting?"

"You made up my mind. We're moving here."

"I noticed that your truck has Maine plates. You said New York?"

"Better look again." Jared cast a thumb, mentally having the hologram dot he had magnetically attached to their truck switch to a New York set of plates.

"Wow! I must need my eyes checked. I could have sworn...!" Her voice trailed off and she appeared embarrassed, almost shy in stature. "Anyway! I'm very happy you have family again, Mister Keith. Is there anything I can help you find?" She tried her best to look professional. That is until she spotted Jared's cargo. The cargo behind the cargo pants. Thoughts took over as she found herself speechless. "That thing is huge. I just might have to date him." That made Jared smug! "It's almost falling out of his shorts. No way is that gorgeous man wearing underwear. Thank you, God!"

Looking around the store to avoid eye contact Jared increased his length from fourteen inches to sixteen. Compensating for the boot size switch! "Oh, Dear God! I must be turning him on I can see it growing. If that was limp, I 'd hate to see it... I need to see it." Shameless! The tip of his head cleared the hem of his shorts showing off only a hint of urethra dip and the curvature of his crown. "That's a Guiness World Record! The crown is two of my fists side-by-side. Don't be scared! Don't be scared!" She was all kinds of wet. Now it was her turn to envision him naked. Mm! Standing so close to her wooden counter she imagined him resting that bad boy on top of it. BOOM!

"Gas generator?" Jared returned his gaze to witness Abigail staring at his monstrous serpent. "You, alright?"

"Yes!" She snapped out of her temporary trance. "In the back of the store near the lawnmowers. Follow me!" She took the lead! Nikki realized Jared's torture device and slugged him in the abdomen.

"Jared! Down boy! That size is inhuman. I don't think anyone has one that big."

"Guy in Mexico has 18.9!" He told Nikki while walking away. "I'll let him keep the Guinness world record."

"You wanted me to help you not make a fool of yourself. Deflate that thing."

"Not just yet! She's crazy for me. Her hormones are off the charts."

"Which my seductress is picking up. Please Jared, I don't want to attack her. I'm not bisexual. Nor do I want to relive what you did to me to break seductress out of her blindside. If I could physically sleep, I'd likely have nightmares over that. You need to keep in mind what a penis that size can do to a woman. The camper girls got lucky."

"You're telling me, Jenna and Wendy loved fucking a huge dick. I think it's every girl's fantasy to prove that size does matter."

"Tell that to my dislocated jaw Jared. I can survive such a thing. Human anatomy isn't designed to be abused like that. One wrong move you could kill someone."

"Relax! I'll dial back the tip." Back into hiding it went. Homer had no clue what the hell was going on. Abigail was fanning her features along the way to the back of the store all kinds of flustered over her attraction to him.

"Why am I a pushover when it comes to muscles. Jared is bigger than even Wagner and Wag is a beast. His dick was large, but Jared is... stop! Compose yourself, Abby." Sweat was pouring from her every pore and a shine was building up to match Jared's. Her 40G amplified chest was wringing wet. So much for her lackluster air conditioning.

"So, Wagner is a bodybuilder type too." Jared was keeping abreast of her thoughts, "That makes me wonder what Chism Keith was built like now. His redacted profile bothers me. What could Chism have been involved with that called for erasing pretty much his entire existence. That screams black ops or deeper. Wait a minute! Abigail went to prom with him. Computer? I mean Chism! Search Waterloo yearbooks for Abigail Bouchard and Chism Keith. Is there a photo of Chism Keith in that?"

"Researching! Yes! One prom photo found. Presenting it to your memory." A flood of imagery entered Jared's mind. "Whoa! He was a big boy too. Not as big as me but still someone who worked out. He was obviously getting into shape for the military. I'll have to ask Homer more about Chism later." Examining the photo further for Abigail's sake he smiled. "She made a prom dress look good back in her day. Those titties she has now are definitely fake, she had to have been a 36C at best in her teenage years. Beautiful girl closer to my age. I can see Venus in her but I'm thinking she favors her dad more. Chism? Access photos of Wagner Prescott but hold onto them until I leave here today." Agreed!

"Alrighty! I only carry these two options for gas generators." Abigail directed their attention to the boxed models. "I've heard this brand serves its purpose better."

"Perfect! I'll take your advice and give it a shot." Jared forced himself to act normal and plucked up the heavy box as if it were nothing. "Nikki? Grab us a gas can we can refill it at the gas station up the road."

"The Marathon station? My daughter Venus works there."

"Really?" Nikki smiled! "I remember her then. We talked a little while daddy filled the truck up. I saw her nametag and loved the name."

"Yes, she's my pride and joy. She's close to your age and still in High School."

"She actually volunteered to show us around Waterloo."

"Maybe I'll join her if you don't mind. I swear all I do is work to keep my father's legacy afloat and care for her. At least her father pays child support, that helps. Sorry! Too much information."

"You're good!" Jared had the generator box up on his right shoulder. "Be yourself! We will." A sudden vision of a barbell weight around his mighty penis had her biting her lip. Put a ring on it Beyonce once sang.

"Thank you! Isn't that heavy? I needed help just putting those on the shelf."

"I can bench press 800 pounds. Not to brag! This thing is nothing."

"I can see that." She said as Jared winked at her and made his pecs dance. It worked on every gal; she was no exception. Eyes flaring Abigail blushed. "Wag used to do that. It's just so Dwayne Johnson." Then again!

"Impulse!" Jared shrugged as Nikki walked away with Homer, arm in arm. "So, you dated my cousin back in the day. I wish I had known him. Interesting that we both served in the Army."

"That is! What did you do in the service?"

"Munitions! I'm afraid I can't get too in depth over what I was involved in. Signed a few papers!" Easier than making more up! "While I have it on my mind, since meeting grampa and seeing his hardship I was thinking of ways to make life more habitable. I know he won't go into any nursing home so at his age I want to at least make his life go out in style."

"That's very mature of you Jared. If there is anything I can do please ask." He wanted to say let's fuck here and now but bit his tongue. He decided that even using x-ray vision to see it all was overstepping and ceased function, her clothing returning before his eyes. What the hell dude! Not even he could grasp as to why he just couldn't take her. He needed to try his hand at actual dating, not just suggesting and using a woman like he had Jenna and Wendy, even the Hannigan girl's. "What did you have in mind?"

Her thoughts in staring into his eyes were a mixed bag of emotion. She went so far as to envision him ripping her clothes off and taking her right there without care. A puckered lower lip Jared too imagined the scenario but just couldn't. Not now! Not yet! Maybe they were made for one another.

"Well! Seeing as it would cost far more than I can afford right now I was thinking of building him a better bathroom. An outhouse in the winter is just plain stupid. I don't know how the early settlers in this country dealt with that. Thing is, there's no running water out there."

"I've heard that. The city can't afford to just step outside their jurisdiction and build better just for him."

"With so much timber out there I'm thinking of building a log addition to the existing cabin. Some place he can have a bathtub at least and be warm in the winter. Run some piping from either an aqueduct or an irrigation system. Now that I think of it my truck has a hitch so if I can get access to a trailer, I can maybe find an old tank and fill it with water from the river behind his home. That's my only solution without bumming water from somebody and it end up costing them an arm and a leg." Hearing leg Abigail looked down at his thigh without thinking. Subliminal message! That thighcep was humongous but losing steam thanks to Nikki's advice earlier.

"His erection has gone down. I must not be doing my job." She teased along the cleavage hem of her blouse. Escaping her lust, she maintained her chat. "I might know where you can get one of those huge plastic tanks like they use for liquid fertilizer. My uncle Larry has a couple out on his farm he's not using. I can ask him if he would part with one. It might need some serious cleaning so that we don't poison anyone. Just filling one of those would last quite a while."

"Not a bad idea, Ms. Prescott!" He mulled it over loudly. Nikki returning with a ten-gallon red gas can chimed in.

"Is this good daddy?"

"Perfect! Abby here gave me a good idea for the water situation. Wait! You said your uncle has a farm. Livestock?"

"Yes! Six pigs and chickens. He's mostly agricultural but he dabbles for his own sustenance. Uncle Larry is kind of a hermit."

"Would he happen to have a small trough we can turn into a bathtub?"

"I need me some bubbles and a cigar too." Homer chuckled!

"I'll ask. Larry would do anything for me and my daughter."

"Great! We have a tentative plan then."

"I'll enquire and maybe drop by the cabin and share the information."

"There until I get Nikki enrolled in school and look for a job. I have enough savings to survive the winter but why risk it."

"Dare I say it, there are plenty of roadhouses along the highways and byways around here. You would certainly be a good bouncer." She shivered picturing herself bouncing on that beefy cock of Jared's. He even increased the size again just for her to make her day. "Oh, God! I turned him on again. Please show me that hint of head again."

"Food for thought." He spoke while rubbing his chin, listening in on her wishful thinking. Slightly longer he extended his android erection an inch more exposing the urethra and an inch and a half of crown royale.

"I want him!" She whimpered to herself. "I really need something positive in my life." That assessment alone Jared realized that sex should not be his top priority.

"Ring me up for these and I'll just swing by when I need other items. Oh! Extension cords to go to the generator. We need at least one lamp to."

"I really don't carry lamps that's more a home furnishing. I can spare a lamp from home."

"Thanks!" Jared put his free arm around Abby's shoulders, and they walked together toward the front of the store. Abby's cunt was trickling at his touch. "Nikki? Grab one of those orange extension reels over there." She followed his nod and plucked one up. "Power strips! Grab two!" Right near the cords she added them to her collection.

"Do we have enough money for all of this Jared?"

"Yeah! I grabbed a little more cash from the ATM than I let on just in case." Jared telepathically warned her. Sitting the generator down he patted his back pocket and shared a frown. "Hold on, Abby! I left my wallet in the truck. Be right back!" He knew Clint Burton's wallet was in there so he could adopt it as his own. Getting into his stashed money he just shrugged and brought all two grand in fifty-dollar bills. "Nikki can bitch at me later. I really can't manipulate Abby and feel good about her forced charity." Truck closed up he made his return.

"Look daddy! Abigail gave us a free lantern and some propane to get us started."

"You don't need to give it to us, Abby. I can pay for it."

"No! Call it a housewarming gift. I know Homer has no need for lights, but you and Nikki do. This is at least a temporary thing."

"Mighty nice of you, Beautiful." He smirked, Nikki surprisingly grinning as well.

"Just ask the woman out already." Homer tapped Jared with his walking cane. Abigail turned beet red but looked up at Jared with a hopeful glint.

"I was getting there. Don't rush me, Gramps!" Swagger! "We can discuss this after our transaction." She beamed and rang up the purchases. Slightly under eight hundred he peeled the fifties out and paid the brunette bombshell. "Here!" He handed Nikki the extension cord, lamp, oil, and power strips. "Make yourself useful and take these to the truck. I'll be right out."

"Let's go, Grampa!"

"It was good seeing you again, Mister Keith."

"Good hearing you again, Abby. Bring cookies when you drop out."

"I will bake fresh just before I visit."

"That's my girl." Homer then strategically swatted Jared on the ass with his cane. "His girl if he plays his cards right."

"Hey! Watch it, Old Timer!" Laughter was plentiful as Nikki took her bags and Homer to the F-150. Jared waited, watching until he and Abby were alone. Turning to face her she couldn't even breath. "So, Abby! Talk to me. Speak your mind."

"If I did that you might run away."

"I highly doubt that." He was getting suave in his best acting ability. "Try me!"

"I'm very lonely, but I refuse to get hurt by any man. Wagner took his toll on me the last few years. You are certainly handsome, charming... " She hesitated to lift up and peer over the counter at his monstrous concealed weapon. "... and very gifted. Do you always expose yourself to women? I'm not complaining, mind you." She giggled! "I'm just not used to someone so bold."

"Sadly, this thing has a mind of its own. I hate jeans and it's not easy hiding this bad boy wearing shorts. As you can tell."

"Was it hidden? Was it really?" She snickered!

"Saw the tip, didn't you." He hissed! "Scare you off?"

"Nope!" She spoke confidently. "I can cope!"

"You're a brave woman." Jared was trying his best to sound adult. Help from movies and brilliant actors that pertained to this situation were dead on target. "Dinner?"

"How about drinks? I'll loosen up after a few tequila sunrises." It was then he realized he was old enough to get into a bar and drink. This android had possibilities. She leaned on her counter expressing her 40G melons vividly awaiting his answer. His eyes glued to her chest he lifted his eyebrows with a speechless sigh. "Cat got your tongue?" Her pussy was hoping to find it.

"I'll be honest with you, Abby. I don't know how to date these days. I just go with the flow."

"Nikki's mother?"

"Deceased! Cancer! Let's skip that history lesson. I haven't dated anyone since." Never ever! Made up ex-wife! "You might have to show me how it's done again."

"I can do that. 40G by the way! The only good thing besides my daughter to come out of my marriage. Wag insisted I upgrade. I'm glad he did."

"So am I." Jared winked! "I can flirt hard, play hard, but in the end, I don't call that dating anyone."

"I bet women swoon over you."

"It's the physique! I'm usually intimidating. When you are 6'5 and this heavy, girls want all up on it but I'm at a point I need something genuine."

"I totally agree." She spoke, then thought to herself emphasizing date in her words, "IntimiDATE me! Rough me up, Big Boy! Please don't get sappy." That was all the fuel Jared needed to try something new. Reaching over the counter he placed both hands around her neck and under her hair. She gasped at his sudden move.

"This usually gets me into trouble."

"Oh, God!" She trembled at his gaze upon her.

"Last chance to change your mind."

"Pinus Roadhouse on Highway 9! Tomorrow night at 7:00?"

"Penis Roadhouse?"

"Pinus!" She smiled! "Maine is the Pine Tree State. I guess the genome is Pinus Strobes L. The owner Pete played with his Pinus."

"That's hilarious!" He squeezed her throat pressing in with his thumb. "Only the beginning!"

"I'm not running."

"Good! Because I'd hate to have to bring you back by your hair."

"Oh, fuck!" She panted; her thoughts obedient to her hormones. "Pull my hair! Choke me! Force me into every position imaginable."

"That's the plan." He told her. "7:00! A minute late and I'll paddle your bare ass in the bar."

"Definitely going to be late." She whimpered! "I won't be."

"Might paddle you anyway." He released her and lifted her chin up. "Tempted to kiss you but naaa! I'll save that."

"You take my breath away."

"For short periods. I'll slap you around to wake you up."

A tap on the window Nikki Pope waved him to come on. Pointing at her with authority Nikki pouted and rejoined Homer. Standing upright Abby fanned her face with both hands. Her cunt was weeping down her thigh.

"Dress inappropriately!"

"Did our date turn into a hook up?"

"We can do both." He winked! "Inappropriately! Which means next to nothing."

"Define inappropriately!" She bit her lower lip teasing her chest.

"A whole lot more of those to start." He pointed at her breasts. "Legs up to... you get the idea. If I'm not impressed, I won't dance with you." He knew she loved dancing by her yearbook photos.

"Are you a good dancer?"

"Travolta in his prime."

"I prefer Swayze!"

"Then we'll just have to dirty up the dance floor." He bent down and picked up the generator. At the door he used his back to open it and stepped out, foot holding it from closing. Pointing at Abby with a sneer he shared a final threat. "IN AP PROP RIATE LY!" Gone! She watched him load the generator in the bed of the truck then get behind the wheel. Without looking back at her he drove off. Now he needed more stylish clothes. Holograms wouldn't cut it.

"The things I do for love. Sheer dress it is!"

Taking Homer home and dropping things off, Jared and Nikki went shopping again. No more Goodwill! They agreed to siphon more money from Bernard Pike and splurge. Before their trip to the town of Lively some thirty miles away, the briefcase was removed from the truck and hidden in Homer's shed. Lively had a mall. It would be two weeks before Bernard's accountant would miss the extra five grand. They even bought Beowulf a chew toy.

Things were looking up!

Until Jared looked into Wagner Prescott.

Piece of work!