The Seed Ch. 27

To say that John was confused would be an understatement, to say the least. As he walked home he tried to figure out what was happening to him. His memory was a jumble of bits and pieces. Somehow one of the redheaded Japanese girls had been... riding on his penis? She had taken his virginity and he could barely remember it! And then, in a scene he did remember, he somehow had sex with Fumeko. And yet it was him, but also not him!

"That would be me," said Duadenum.

"Who said that?" said John.

"I did. Soon to be you," said Duadenum.

"Who are you?"

"I am the Seed inside of you, John Colinar. My name is Duadenum. I am a highly skilled Iskari warrior."

"What does that mean?"

"It means I am going to help you seduce your sister and bed your mother. With my help, you will fuck and Seed them both."

"Seed them? You mean, put a voice inside my head like you are to me?"

"Exactly."

John frowned but kept walking. "I'm not sure I want to do that."

"You want to fuck your mother, don't you?"

"I..." Suddenly John wasn't sure what he wanted. "Yes," he added, after a pause.

"You will get your wish."

When John got home he found his sexy blonde mom in the kitchen. She gave him a radiant smile. "Hello dear! Dinner is almost ready! Where were you?"

"Just around," said John.

Margie gave him a frown and then a knowing grin. She was so playful and sexy!

Dinner that night was just the three of them, John, his mother, and his sister Susan. John's father Rob was performing a clarinet recital, as he sometimes did in the evenings. He was a professor at the Music School.

John looked at his sister Susan. She was blonde just like her mother, but three inches taller and more slender with smaller breasts. Soon I will be fucking my own sister, he thought. He couldn't believe it was going to happen!

John turned his head and saw his mother staring at him. "What?" he said defensively.

"Nothing," she said, giving him a sexy look. "There seems to be something... different about you tonight."

"Different? Different how?" John asked anxiously.

"I... I don't know," said Margie. "Kind of a... duality. As if there were two of you."

John knew his mother had a high ESPer ability. Could she sense the other personality in his mind?

That is why we want her. She will be very useful when she is made to serve Omni.

After dinner, John went to his bedroom and started pacing.

"It is time, John," he heard himself say.

"Time for what?" John said. He felt a tingling in his pants.

"To fuck your sister."

"Really?" John still couldn't believe it.

"Really. Imagine yourself fucking Susan. Imagine putting your rod in her cunt. Isn't she pretty?"

"Of course she is! But I want Mom," said John.

"You'll have your Mom," Duadenum assured him. "But first you have to prove yourself to our Master. First Susan, then your Mom. Don't you want to put your dick inside your pretty sister?"

To his horror, John found himself getting an erection.

"It might be... nice," he conceded.

"It will be better than nice," he heard himself promise. "Come, John. Go now and fuck your sister."

He felt himself being herded to the hallway. "But how?"

"I will show you."

********

"Hey, pretty," said John, casually entering his sister's bedroom with a swagger. His sister was sitting on her bed, barefoot, wearing a short skirt. He looked at her bare legs and thought about what it might be like to intertwine his legs with hers as he pumped her cunt with his seed. The idea excited him with a passion that was not wholly his own.

She is pretty, John. I will enjoy fucking her as well.

"I'm pretty?" Susan smiled at him. Unlike some brothers and sisters, they actually had quite a good relationship. One which was about to get considerably closer. "You think I'm pretty, slugger?" she persisted, fishing for compliments.

"Um hm." John watched himself sit down besides her on her bed. It was like he was on the outside watching a holofilm of himself. Duadenum, the highly skilled Iskari warrior, was in full control at the moment. He started to rub her legs confidently. "Nice skin."

"I just shaved this morning," Susan smiled at him. She really was a pretty girl.

John rubbed his sister's legs. "Very smooth," he smiled at her.

"John, what's gotten into you?" Susan asked.

"You," he said. And then John reached up and kissed his sister on the lips. At first she was too surprised to react. Then she pushed him away.

"Hey, what is this? Is this some kind of joke?" she said.

"No joke," said John. "You're very sexy, Susan. I want your body."

She gave him a stare. "John, what's wrong with you?"

"I'll show you." He leaned forward and kissed her again. Susan relaxed and gave into it for a moment, an encouraging sign, before pushing him away again.

"Stop that!" she said. "If you don't get out of here this instant, I'm going to tell Mom!"

"Tell her," said John, in a very confident, very male voice.

"What?"

"Tell her," said John. "I'll have her next, after you."

Susan gave him a very confused look and jumped off the bed and out of the room. John followed her at a leisurely, relaxed pace.

They both went to the basement where their mother's lab was set up. Margie Sullivan was a respected molecular biologist, with a lab full of computational and scanning equipment. She wore a white lab coat like her sister Kathy, her sister who had mysteriously fallen into a coma some weeks earlier.

"Mom! Johnny is touching and kissing me!" Susan cried.

Their mother was bent over a scanner. She paused a minute to finish her reading, then looked up at them. "Is this true, John?" she asked mildly.

"Yeah," said John, with a grin.

Margie frowned and reached out with her senses. As an ESPer with an 88 rating, she could sometimes sense things. She was sensing that odd duality in John again, as if he were of two different minds about things. She said, "And how was she?"

John's smile grew wider. "She was good, Mom!"

"Susan's a pretty thing," Margie agreed, turning back to her scanner.

"Mom!" said Susan.

"He's just using for your practice, dear. Do me a favor? While you're teaching him how to kiss, teach him how to look a girl in the eye and smile. He could use some help in that department too." She stared into her blue lit scanner for a moment. "Was there anything else?"

Susan frowned and stomped her foot. She gave John a glare and turned on her heel and left.

"Someday you're going to have to do it with another girl. Not your sister," said Margie.

'That's the plan, Mom," said John.

As John climbed the stairs out of the basement, he was amazed. He had expected his mother to chew his ears off. Instead, she treated it as one big joke. He had such an amazing Mom!

He found himself going back to Susan's room. She gave him a startled look. "You again?"

"Me again," John agreed. He walked over to his sister, took her into his arms, and gave her a long, passionate kiss. This time she didn't resist, and he felt her relaxing into it. When it ended, it was because he decided to end it.

"Better?" he inquired.

"I... yeah," she said, giving him an oddly vulnerable look. She licked her lips and gave him a shy look, as if expecting more.

"Thanks for tonight's lesson, Sis," said John, turning and leaving without turning back.

********

"Sister not seeded?" said Fumeko.

"No," said John.

"Not fucked either?" said Fumeko.

"Not yet," said John. He held her in his arms.

"What you waiting for?"

"The right time," said John. He said it in such a deep, manly voice that he saw her shudder. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her, silencing her objections. Soon both their clothes were off and not a critical word could be heard.

********

The day after John's first kissing lesson he found his sister once again in her bedroom after school.

"Hey sis," he said.

"Hey John," she said, staring at her Pad. Suddenly memory flooded back to her. She looked up at him. "Don't tell me you're going to try and kiss me again?"

"Uh huh," John grinned. He went to her bed. "Stand up, Sis."

She stood up reluctantly. John noticed the way her blue cottons tightly framed the outline of her pubis and got an instant erection. Susan felt a nervous tingling through her body as she stood face to face with her brother, her breasts only inches from his chest. "Listen, John-"

"No, you listen!" He growled. John took her in his arms and kissed her strongly. He smiled as he felt the tension draining from his 19 year old sister's body. He felt her hands slowly moving around his back. She's really getting into this, he thought.

John pulled back slowly. "How was it?" He asked.

"That was... that was... unexpectedly... nice," said Susan, her eyebrows fluttering nervously. "You... you're a quick learner, John."

"With the right teacher," John agreed. He kissed her again. Susan really got into it this time, grinding her lips against his.

For the next 30 minutes brother and sister had a hot and heavy kissing session on her bed. I can't believe I'm having a hot makeout session with my sister, John thought.

Soon you will have that, and so much more, a voice promised him.

As Susan got more and more into it, John felt his hands reaching under her shirt. Susan tried to swat his hands away but John (or Duadenum?) kept putting them back. He started to reach underneath her breast control collar.

"No John! These are just supposed to be kissing lessons, remember?" said Susan. But she smiled as she said it, giving him very mixed signals.

"I need lessons in other things too," said John, with a wink and a grin. He reached underneath her control collar cup. And then gently, for the very first time, John squeezed his sister's left breast!

"Ooooh!" Susan's eyes went wide as she squealed. "Oh John! I'm really not sure we should be doing this!"

"But I am." His voice was so confident, so very male. He kissed her strongly even as he rhythmically squeezed her breast. "I like your tits, Sis."

"You... you do?" said Susan. She didn't know what to say to that!

"Um hm," John smiled. He continued to squeeze and release his sister's left breast under her control collar. He couldn't believe it. He was actually squeezing his sister's breast!

"We are going to become lovers, you and I," said John, conversationally, as he squeezed her left tit.

"John are you out of your mind! I'm your sister!" said Susan, even as his hand touched a very intimate part of her.

"And soon we will be so much more," John promised, in a deep, manly voice.

"I'm going to tell Mom," said Susan.

John kissed her again.

"I'm going to have to tell Mom," Susan repeated.

He kissed her again. He could screan the resolve draining out of her.

"I..."

"Children! Dinner is on the table!" came their mother's voice.

Susan sat up abruptly even while her brother's hand was still inside her shirt. "We have to go eat!" she squealed, pulling away from him.

John very casually went to the bathroom to wash up. "What if Susan tells Mom I was squeezing her breasts?"

"She won't," came the voice out of his mouth.

"But what if she does?" John persisted.

"We'll deal with it," said the voice.

John was still getting used to the other part of him, this Duadenum, the skilled Iskari soldier. He was so confident!

He went down to the dinner table and tried to hide his nervousness. Margie served them food. Dad, as usual, was not to be seen, probably doing evening rehearsals at the Music School.

"Have you been giving your brother more kissing lessons, Susan?" Margie asked, as she laid out roast beast and space potatoes for her children.

"Yes, Mom," said Susan guardedly.

"How is he doing?" Margie asked.

"Better," she said.

"I can see that," Margie smiled, pointing at her shirt.

"What?" said Susan. She looked down and to her immense shame and horror saw the two points sticking outwards. Even through her breast control collar and shirt she could see her own nipples, fully and proudly erect! Susan felt like crawling under the table and dying.

"Have you been teaching him anything else, dear?" Margie asked with a little smirk..

"Anything else? No, nothing else!" said Susan, in a panicked tone, crossing her arms over her chest.

Margie stared at both her children. But her gaze settled on John. "There's something about you that's different," she said.

"What is it, Mom?"

"I am not sure," she said, with a smile. "Maybe you're just growing up."

********

That night Susan was restless in bed. She hadn't been able to focus on her homework. She had been focused on her newly amorous brother. It was one thing for her to give him kissing lessons (or was he giving her the lessons? Susan was increasingly unsure), but it was quite another for him to squeeze her breasts. She had taken a long shower and touched herself strongly... thinking of her younger brother. What was she doing?

She heard her door opening and saw an outline in the dim light and didn't know if she felt dread or relief.

"Who is it?" she asked.

"Who do you think?" said a familiar voice.

Her brother got into bed with her. He was totally naked! But that was only the first surprise he had in store for her. He took her in his arms and started kissing her strongly. She felt his naked erection pressing against her belly. "John, no! We shouldn't!"she whispered.

"But we are," he whispered, kissing her again.

Susan groaned with pleasure. When he pulled back, she said, "John, you shouldn't be here, not like this!"

"We are going to become lovers," said John.

"No, John-"

"Susan! We are going to become lovers!" he repeated in a very firm tone.

Susan had no answer to that. She felt her brother press his body against hers. Susan felt her vagina starting to lubricate as she felt his erection pressed hard against her.

"John... what is it you want?" she whispered.

"You know what I want," said John, in a deep tone.

Susan licked her lips desperately. "Let's compromise! What if I... give you something?"

John looked amused. "Something? What kind of something?"

She thought rapidly. "What if I show you my breasts? Will that be enough?"

John considered. "For tonight, maybe."

For tonight?

"All, all right," said Susan. "But you can only look. Not touch." She waited for an acknowledgment, but got none. She slowly reached up and removed her sweatshirt. She wasn't wearing a control collar underneath. She heard him getting up. "What are you doing?"

"Turning on the lights."

"John, no!" The lights came on. Susan instinctively covered her breasts with her hands.

John sat down on the bed. "Remove your hands."

"John-"

"Remove your hands, sis." He stared at her sternly.

Susan slowly lowered her hands. She looked so helpless sitting there wide eyed with her tits sticking out. Susan hadn't yet taken the Seed but she was already learning to obey.

"Nice," John smiled, staring at his sister's tits. They were smaller than his mother's, but much firmer. He reached out and started to squeeze them.

"No!" Susan sat upright, inadvertently pressing her tits into his palms even more. "John. you promised not to touch them!"

"They're very pretty," said John. "Are they 34 B's?"

"A's," said Susan automatically. "Mom says I'm almost ready for B's, though."

"Kiss me," said John.

His tone was so confident, so strong, so manly, that Susan felt compelled to obey. She pressed her lips against her younger brother, even as he continued to squeeze her fleshy tits.

"Oh John. Oh dear John," she whispered.

"We are going to become lovers," said John.

"No, John. We can't!" said Susan.

"We are going to become lovers and you are going to love every minute of it," said John.

"I... I don't know, John." Susan looked perplexed.

"It is not necessary for you to know," said John. And something in his voice was so confident, so manly, that it made Susan's clitoris ache.

He kissed and hugged and fondled her, and Susan found herself running her hands over his body too. When her hand inadvertently brushed his penis she jerked away, but John promptly put her hand back on it. She felt his stiffness and shuddered.

"You make me so hard." His breath was hot and heavy in her ear.

"I do?"

"Yes," he said. "I'm going to have fun putting it into you." And then he reached down and started to remove her silky triangle.

"No John!" she said, taking his hand away. After a moment more of kissing, John tried again. She again pulled his hands away. "No John! Not tonight!"

"Not tonight?" he repeated.

Susan was aghast. Somehow she had seemingly agreed to have sex with her brother. Her shoulders slumped. "Not tonight," she repeated.

"All right." He kissed her strongly. "Sweet dreams, beautiful."

He got up and left. But Susan barely slept a wink that night.

********

The next morning at breakfast John smiled confidently at his sister. Susan, with some hesitation, made eye contact and smiled shyly back.

"You two seem to be getting along better," Margie commented.

"Yes, we are. Aren't we, Sis?" John asked.

Susan remembered her nude brother with his enormous erection in bed with her last night. "Yes," she managed.

"Are the kissing lessons going well?" Margie inquired, with a sly smile.

"Yeah, Mom," John said.

Susan gave her mother a shy glance and looked away.

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"You do fucky fucky!"

John was pounding into Fumeko's tight Japanese cunt. Her nipples were blue. Now his were too. His penis had grown bigger, and the tip of that had grown blue as well. His testicles were bulging and threatening to erupt from their sack. As his heavy nutsack swayed back and forth against Fumeko's ass he wondered, What is happening to me? He was fucking an older Japanese woman with colorful alien symbols all over her body while also seducing his older sister. It was all so bizarre and questionable. And yet it also felt so good!

Fumeko smiled at him as if she read his mind. "You serve Iskari! You serve Omni!"

Omni? Who the fuck was Omni?

"Omni is our master. Omni is your master," she said, looking into his eyes. The pressure on his cockhead seven inches deep inside her was incredible. At that moment he would have agreed with anything she said. "When you seed sister girl?"

"Soon!" John grunted as he rubbed his bright blue cockhead against her inner walls. It all felt so good!

"Tonight!" she stared at him defiantly.

"Soon!" John grunted again. He felt his penis close to exploding. Fumeko's bright blue nipples were proudly erect, her heavy breasts bouncing with every thrust.

Fumeko put a slender palm between them. Suddenly, John couldn't move forward. It was like an invisible force had stopped him. He tried to thrust, but couldn't.

Fumeko gave him a wicked smile.

"Tonight!" John gasped.

"Tonight." She smiled with satisfaction.

Suddenly John was thrusting into her with abandon. He groaned as he released inside of her. Fumeko grabbed him tightly as her own body shook and shuddered. He had just fucked a 30 year old Japanese woman.

And tonight he would be doing the very same thing with his dear, sweet older sister.

********

When John got home he immediately sought out his sister. Susan was sitting on her bed with her Pad. John noticed she was wearing rouge on her cheeks and lipstick, something she didn't ordinarily do.

"Hey, you," said John, swaggering into the room.

"Hey you," she grinned at him. The young blonde teenager's attitude was totally different now. The memory of their sexual encounter the night before was still fresh in both their minds. They had lain together almost completely naked!

"Ready for my next lesson?" John asked.

"Oh, I don't know," Susan said shyly. She arched her eyebrows. "Are we just kissing?"

He wrapped his arms around her. "Just kissing."

"Promise?" she asked.

"Of course," said John. He kissed her strongly.

Susan gave him a loving look. "All right. Just one kiss, Johnny boy!"

"I already took that," said John. He kissed her again. Susan leaned into it this time.

When he pulled back she fluttered her eyelashes and said, "All right. Just one kiss."

"One more, you mean?" He kissed her again. This time the kiss lasted longer, and her hands roamed his back.

When he pulled back once more Susan gave him a dreamy look. "Oh Johnny, I never knew it could be this way between us."

"It can be that and more. Much more," John promised. He started to rub her breasts through her control collar.

"Oh Johnny, I don't know," she said. But she made no move to stop him as he worked his hands under her control collar cups. She groaned as he rhythmically squeezed her tits. "Oh Johnny, oh Johnny!" She kissed him strongly.

After that it didn't take much persuasion to get her to lift her arms so he could remove her blouse. John reached behind her to expertly deactivate her control collar. John had no idea how to do that, but Duadenum did. He watched with astonishment as Susan, his own dear sister, gave him a happy smile as he pulled her breast control collar off of her arms. He had never dreamed she would allow this in broad daylight.

He stared at her tits for a moment as she smiled at him. "Do you like them, Johnny?"

"Yeah," he said, not trusting his voice.

"Then touch them, Johnny. Touch them like you did last night."

Thus started a tremendous makeout session. Somehow John's shirt came off and he was hugging his sister topless for the very first time. Susan gave as good as she got, hugging and kissing and squeezing.

"Oh Johnny. Oh Johnny," she murmured between kisses.

"I'm so hot for you Susie!" he cried.

She gave him a lusty look. "I am too!"

They were kissing passionately when there was a hard knock on her bedroom door. "Children!"

Brother and sister froze. And then, to Susan's complete and utter horror, she watched as the door handle turned in slow motion and the door opened.

Her mother stood there, wearing a cooking apron. She took in the situation in about a half second, and simply said, "Children, your dinner is on the table." Then she closed the door and left.

"Johnny, she caught us!" Susan scrambled for her breast control collar, but the damage had been done.

"Don't worry about it," said John, coolly reaching for his shirt.

"Strap me in!" she cried. Her nerves were too jangled to do it on her own. She put the cups on and turned around while her brother expertly snapped her control collar into place. Then she turned around and hugged him tightly. "Johnny, I'm scared! What do we say to Mom? What will we do?"

"Don't worry about it, Babe," said John, in such a confident, manly tone that Susan wanted to kiss him again.

John entered the dining room five minutes later. Susan waited a tactful minute, then followed. She gave her mother a guilty glance as she served them their space chicken cutlets.

"Ah, there you are," said Margie. She smiled at them. "I gave you each an extra cutlet. I sense you've worked up a strong appetite."

"Mom, it wasn't what it looked like!" Susan protested.

"Well, what did it look like?" Her mother asked.

"Well... uh..."

Margie Sullivan put her hands on her hips. "Did it look anything like seeing the two of you topless pressing your tits against your brother while you two were making out like fiends?"

"... Yeah," said Susan. "Kind of like that."

"Relax, dear," said Margie. "I'm a biologist, remember? It's only natural."

"Is it?" said Susan anxiously.

"Of course. You're a female and your brother is a male. An extremely handsome male," she said, winking at John. "And you're gorgeous too, my darling. How could my adorable children possibly resist each other? I play the same kind of games with my cousin Eric."

"You did?" said Susan.

"Mind you it was a fad we both grew out of. But if you want to enjoy yourselves a bit, why should I get in the way? As long as you don't take it too far, of course," she said, giving John a flirtatious smile. "And don't parade in front of your father. He might not understand. And when you get tired of the novelty, John, perhaps you can turn your attention to a real woman."

"I am a real woman, Mom!" said Susan.

"Of course you are, dear. You know what I mean," said Margie. She turned to her son. "Do you get my message, dear?"

"Of course, Mom," said John. He looked her straight in the eye. "That's exactly what I'm doing. Practicing for a real woman."

Margie frowned as if she understood his meaning, then gave half a smile.

********

That night Susan tossed restlessly in her bed. She endlessly replayed the scene of John kissing her and squeezing her breasts in her mind. Could she really be attracted to her baby brother?

And then the door opened and a shadowy figure entered. A tingle of excitement raced through her body as John flew into her open arms. She kissed him strongly. "You've come," she said sweetly.

"Did you ever doubt I would?" said John.

They started kissing and hugging and petting. Once again John was entirely naked. Susan was acutely aware of the hardness between them. She let John pull her sweatshirt over her arms, and then they were hugging bare skin to bare skin.

"Ummmm," she smiled in the darkness. "It feels so good."

"And it's only going to get better," John promised.

Susan felt fingers pulling on her silky triangle. "No, John-" she started to say, but it was too late. John was too quick. Suddenly she was as nude as him. She felt John's fingers brushing over her pubic hair. She started to protest but John said, "Shhhhh", silencing her like a baby.

As his fingers traced the outlines of her labia, Susan stared into her brother's eyes in the dim light. She could see the hint of a smile as John reveled in what he was able to do to her.

"You're so beautiful, Susie," he whispered, and his declaration was so arousing that she reached up and grabbed his face and kissed him hard. After that she lay back and let it happen. John grew bolder and started to dip a finger inside of her. "No, John," she started to say, but a kiss silenced her objection. She felt his finger tentatively exploring her depths. She groaned in pleasure and reached for him, passionately kissing him hard. When she pulled back he said, "Do you like it?"

"Um... yeah," Susan said. She never thought she could enjoy being sexually pleasured by her baby brother, but there it was!

John cocked his head as if listening to a voice Susan could not hear. And then he got on top of her and spread her legs and started to rub his penis against her pussy lips.

"No, John! We shouldn't!" Susan cried.

"We should," John assured her. And then with a surge of male dominance he slid into her balls deep. Susan gasped as she felt her brother inside of her for the very first time.

"John!" she cried.

"Shhhh! Wouldn't want to wake Mom, would we? She might hop into bed and join us!"

Despite her outrage Susan laughed. Anger quickly turned to lust as John's cock moved rapidly inside of her. "Oh... oh... Johnny!" she cried, grabbing his back.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"I love it!" she cried. She hadn't seen her brother's penis in years, but it felt big now, really big!

John couldn't believe what was happening. He was having sex with his sister! He hadn't used any magic potions or pheromones or ESPer powers. All he had had to do was to be firm and masculine. He could have had her at any time!

Now you are learning, John, said the voice in his head.

John felt the Seed forming inside his head, the new Seed, the one meant for his sister. His cock tingled with excitement at the thought of enslaving his sister and turning her into a sex slave for Omni.

No, this isn't me, he thought.

But it is, Duadenum told him. Look how hard you are just thinking about it.

It was true. The wet tightness of his sister's cunt excited him. But he also felt a strong tingling at the thought of enslaving his sister.

ENSLAVE ENSLAVE ENSLAVE he heard inside his head.

"My slave," he gasped, as his rigid rod poled in and out of Susan's cunt.

"What?" said Susan.

"You... you are going to become a slave," he gasped again, as he felt the tightness in his penis and his head. "Once I... give you the Seed."

Susan grinned and wrapped her legs around him, to deepen her impalement. "Will I be your slave, darling?" She fondled his hair tenderly as his rod moved deep within her.

"I... yes."

"Then do it. Do it, Lover. Give me your Seed!"

No, Susan! You don't know what you're talking about! John wanted to shout. But it was too late. Her words drove him over the edge. He felt his penis explode inside of her, even as the seed shot out of his head and into hers. Susan's head reeled like a boxer taking a blow. She blinked rapidly as she felt a new pressure in her head. When her mind cleared, her pussy was filled with his sperm.

"It... feels like you put a lot into me," she whispered.

"I did," said John, feeling a glow of satisfaction. He had enslaved his sister. He moved to get up but she grabbed him.

"Do you have to go so soon? Can't you stay... just a little while longer?"

"All right," said John, laying back down by her side. He pat her hair gently and kissed her, as the last of his seed dribbled on her bed.

*********

The following morning Susan was full of goofy smiles at breakfast. It was impossible to miss.

"Well, it doesn't take an ESPer to realize that something happened in the night," said Margie.

"Something good, Mom. Something incredibly good!" said Susan.

"I'm glad," she said, and then she frowned.

"What is it, Mom?"

"Nothing," said Margie. For a moment she had sensed the very same duality in Susan that she had sensed in John. She turned and gave John a puzzled look, but John only smiled back innocently at her.

Fumeko was pleased to learn that John had given Susan the Seed, but insisted that he help her True Identity emerge before he seduce his mother.

"But I want to fuck my Mom!" John had whined.

"You obey! You obey or I put you on Tree!" said Fumeko, and that had been that.

********

When John got home from school he found Susan waiting for him, but this time in his bedroom. She was wearing a short skirt which showed off her legs, a very tight shirt which showed off the curve of her breasts, and bright red lipstick and eye liner. "Hey bro," she said, giving him a smirky smile, looking nervous and excited at the same time.

Brother and sister made love eagerly. The seed had planted erotic urges in Susan's mind which would only grow stronger in time, but they really weren't necessary. Susan was madly in love with her brother. She let him remove her clothes without protest and eagerly removed his own. The only thing which surprised her was his body, which she saw for the first time in the light of day--his blue nipples, his blue cockhead, and his oversized testicles.

"What's... what's happened to you?" she whispered, gently squeezing his enormous testicles.

"You have, Babe," he said, in such a sexy way that made her nipples get hard. And then he put it into her and put all thoughts of genetic mutations out of her mind.

********

For once Dad was at dinner, but he didn't notice the new dynamic between them. He was a professor of Clarinet at the Music School and was not the most attentive father. But of course their mother, the ESPer, did.

"Rob, do you notice anything different about your children?" Margie asked.

Rob frowned, looking from Susan to John and back to Susan again. "No."

"Look harder," Margie suggested.

Susan squirmed under her father's gaze. "You... are you wearing lipstick now, Sweetie?"

Susan gasped with relief. "Yes, Dad. Lipstick, that's it."

"Well, I hope it helps you find the boy you're looking for," said Rob.

"I hope so too," said Susan, looking at John and sharing a grin.

That night Margie got up to get a snack from the kitchen. As she walked by Susan's room she heard the telltale squeak of a mattress. Her eyebrows shot up. She hadn't know the children were carrying it this far. She debated what to do, shrugged her shoulders, and went to the kitchen to get herself a turkey sandwich.

*********

John was getting very frustrated. He enjoyed having sex with his sister but what he wanted, what he really wanted, was to have sex with his Mom! And now he sensed he had the means to do that, through the boldness of Duadenum, the skilled Iskari warrior. Duadenum had told him that it generally only took a few days of fucking before a slave's True Identity emerged, but after three days of making love to Susan, John grew impatient. So on the fourth evening after he had given his sister the Seed he suggested a new venue for their lovemaking: the living room couch.

At first Susan thought he was joking. But when he pulled her to the living room and started kissing her she knew otherwise. She never would have agreed to it before she had taken the Seed. But even now she felt herself being influenced by the growing Seed in her mind. Her Seed had sprouted psychic roots stretching throughout her mind. It couldn't fully control her, not quite yet, but it could strongly influence her.

And so after perfunctory protests she let John remove her shirt and unstrap her breast control collar. She was topless in the living room! She hugged her brother tightly, for protection and warmth. "Are you really going to fuck me here, Johnny?"

"Uh huh," he said, his grin matching hers. In moments they were both nude, and soon Susan forgot about everything as her dear brother plowed between her legs.

That was exactly how Margie found them when she came upstairs to get a snack. She was back on the way back down to the basement when she heard creaking sounds from the living room. She stood there, munching on a space turkey sandwich (Margie really liked space turkey), watching her children go at it. It took John a few seconds to notice her.

"Hey Mom!" he grinned, as he plowed between Susan's spread legs.

"Mom!" Susan cried. She half heartedly tried to push John off her but John wasn't giving an inch. "It's not what it looks like!"

"It looks like your brother is fucking you," said Margie, taking another bite out of her sandwich.

"That's exactly how it is, Mom," John said, giving her a grin.

"You know, when I told you the story of me and my cousin Eric, in the strictest of confidence, I might add, I should also have told you that we acted quite discretely. Not like this."

"Did you go all the way with him, Mom?" John asked, as he continued to plow into Susan's cunt without a shred of shame.

"That's none of your business," said Margie. "The point is, why are you doing it here, in the living room? Your father could see."

"Dad's not home. He never is," John said.

"Is that what this is about? You're both rebelling against your father?" She took another bite out of her sandwich. "This reminds me of the time you were 10 and pouting because I wouldn't go bicycle riding with you. You went on your own and pretended to fall and hurt your knee and you cried and cried until I made you take off your pants to reveal there was no scrape at all. And now you are nearly double that age and here you are once again with your pants off, crying for attention. Well, it's not going to work with me." She abruptly walked away.

Susan looked up at her brother. "John! We just got caught fucking by Mom!"

"That we did," John agreed, plunging into her yet again. "You're so tight, Susie!"

"I am?" she looked pleased.

"I love fucking you," he growled. "It feels so good on my cockhead."

She smiled and kissed him passionately. "Oh John!"

He was still pumping Susan's snatch when their mother quietly returned. She put something by them on the couch. "If you're going to do this, you might as well do it right," she said. And then she was gone.

"What is it?" Susan asked, peering at the small objects in the dimly lit room.

"Mini-EMP bombs. For your cunt," John grinned. "It's probably a good idea to start using them, at least until our master decides to impregnate you."

"Impregnate me? Johnny, no!" she cried. Suddenly she felt her orgasm rapidly approaching her. "Oh Johnny! I'm going to come!"

"I am too," he grinned.

"Oh Johnny! Johnny! Oh, oh, oh!" she cried and stiffened as he released inside of her. John felt like he was continuously urinating in his sister as he filled her with his seed. When he pulled out, he was proud to see the silvery seed leaking from her vaginal lips.

"That was good," said John.

"Yes, it was," said Susan. She spoke in a new tone, a new voice John had never heard before, deep and sultry.

"Susan?" he said.

Susan shook her head. "I am Siii, a very common whore."

Susan's True Identity had emerged! It often happened during orgasm, giving the Seed the final burst of energy it needed to fully mature.

"That's great!" said John. Now he would finally be able to go after his mother. "Don't worry, Susan. You'll get used to the voice inside your head. I am also Duadenum, a skilled Iskari warrior."

Susan gave such a sexy smile he had never seen before and pulled his head downwards. She gave him a passionate kiss. Then she said, "There is no Susan. There is only Siii."

*********

"Her Seed matured? Excellent. You very capable inseminator!" said Fumeko.

John nodded. "Yes, I know. And thank you for that! But... she has no memory of being Susan. It's not like me, where I share my head with Duadenum."

"You a freak. You one in a million anomaly. When Seed mature, you go away."

"But... I didn't go away when my Seed matured," said John.

"You listening? You a freak! Your Seed mature immediately. Never happened before. Normal is for Seed to mature, then in few days afterwards for your personality to Go Away."

"But Susan's personality disappeared the moment her Seed matured."

Fumeko frowned. "You freak from family of freaks. What can I say? Now you go and seed and fuck Hotmamma. Fill sexy Mompussycunt with seed while you put other Seed in her head."

"But... if I do that, will my Mom's personality also Go Away?" John asked.

"It's not her real personality," said Jajina, giving him a lusty look as she fondled his arms. "You wouldn't want to keep your personality you had as a five year old, would you?"

"I suppose not," said John.

"Consider it just a step in your natural maturation process," said Cruela, giving a half smirk as she ran a hand between his legs.

"Now go and fuck!" said Fumeko. "Go and fuck Mompussycunt now!"