Shadow Seed 1: The Misbegotten (70 page)

It wasn’t, though.  Being the big-hearted boy I had been back then (and not the cold and calculating asshole I
’d become), I wanted her to like me, and not just use me like a living sex toy.  I felt I deserved more.  She didn’t.

“We broke up,” was all she offered.

“Your parents must’ve been devastated.”

She glared at me.

I let her stare for a bit longer.  “I gotta go, Reyna,” I let her know indifferently.  I extricated myself from her.

I turned to peer back down the concourse and nearly yelped like a girl when I stepped into a roiling redness with a life onto itself and a pair of tits.  “Whoa!” I blurted, bringing up my hands to steady myself.

“Estefan, don’t leave!  I want to make it up to you!”

I was shocked at the sound of Julie’s voice.  “What the fuck!?!” I exclaimed in outrage.  Why were these bitches clamoring all over me now?  They hadn’t given a rat’s ass about me before, why now?

Estefan, it doesn’t matter,
I told myself as stern as I could manage with a voice from within. 
Lisa is more important.  Go and find her before it is too late.

Crap, Lisa!  I have find Lisa before the NIA catches on that she’d escaped them.

Again, I felt like I was missing something.  What was it I couldn’t quite place…?

Forget it, you dumb ass, go and find Lisa!

I grabbed Julie by the hips, which made her squeal annoyingly, thinking I was accepting her invitation.  I deftly picked her up by the waist and set her aside.  “I have to go,” I explained, striding from her board-like form, stiff with shock.

“Wait, Effy!” said Reyna fervently, rushing around me from the other side, her fingers intertwined with one of the belt loops at my waist, pressing me to a stop.

“Reyna, get out of my way,” I told her flatly, my tone devoid of inflection.

She gazed up at me, using her most potent weapon – her irises.  She blinked, letting them fill.  “It’s been a long time…”

Then, mere inches from my ear, “Yes, Estefan, it’s been a long time for me too,” Julie purred.

I edged my head toward her, my chin jutting out on the verge of a cringe.

“Come on, Effy, let us give that ‘special’ little gift you love so much,” urged Reyna, her hands now tracing over my chest, stopping at one of the buttons of my shirt.

“Come on,” whispered Julie, beginning to nibble at the very bottom of my earlobe – yet another of my weaknesses. 
The fucking bitch knew this too!

I shuddered involuntarily, my eyes hooding.  I could feel my ardor rise, the blood flow toward my crotch, the inevitable erection seconds away.  Reyna began to unbutton my shirt.  One, two, three and then used both hands to open the garment exposing my pectorals to the thousands of people about us, though not one of them paid us any heed.  My breath caught when she took one of my nipples into her mouth, sucked for a moment, then bit down hard just the way I liked.  I could see she was smiling as she held my sensitive flesh between her teeth.  She knew this drove my wild.

At my side, Julie released my ear and dropped to my neck, tall enough to reach over my shoulder and nibble at it from behind.  I could feel her hands wrapping about me waist as she found the button at the top of my jeans and unfastened it with an experts’ touch.  I guessed I wasn’t wearing a belt, but the thought vanished when she pushed herself along the back of my body, mashing her tits against the bottom of my shoulder blades, her pelvic bone nudging between my ass cheeks.

I had to do it, I leaned into her, letting her support some of my weight.  Her fingertips found the zipper of my jeans and began to pull it downward.  It felt Reyna’s nails scratch down both sides of my body as she dropped to her knees.

“I’m supposed to be looking for someone,” I moaned, struggling against the lust boiling up, fighting to remember what I was meant to be doing.

“You found us,” breathed Julie against the nape of my neck as she worked my jeans and underwear over my hips, the cold air of the station goose-pimpling my skin.

I shivered in spite of myself.  “But, we’re in public,” I said, trying to find anything that would slow them.

It didn’t work.  They ignored me.

I felt Reyna’s hand cup my manhood, the other surrounding the shaft of my penis, applying pressure so the head of it poked out, bulbous, engorged with blood.  Julie shifted to my side; her hands momentarily free of me as she reached up to the back of her neck and unfastened the clasp of her dress there.  In one fluid motion, the garment fell to the floor like red-hot magma, puddling around her feet.  She stepped free of it completely naked, her skin supple and taut with youth.  Julies had aged into a beautiful young woman.

I reached for her and she strode willingly into my grasp, kissing me hard upon the lips just as Reyna took me in her mouth.  She reached around, cupping both hams of my ass and pushed me as far as she could manage.  She was not as well versed as Ramona or Katie, but the back of her throat felt wondrous nonetheless…

Wait… who was Ramona?  Who was Katie…?  Weren’t they important?

Something was nagging at the back of my mind, something crucial, but between Julie’s kiss and Reyna’s more intimate oral caress, it escaped me every time I tried to focus.  Quite frankly, I couldn’t.

Julie kissed me for a while longer before she began to trail her lips down the side of my neck.  I opened my eyes and looked down.  I watched as Reyna began to rhythmically work my cock between her mouth and the slippery palm of her hand.  I had to, I couldn’t stop myself.  I pumped my hips into her thrusts, keeping pace with her manipulations of my manhood, feeling my balls tighten in ecstasy.  I arched my neck and let my gaze search the dirty ceiling of the train station before closing my eyes, absently wondering why no one was stopping us.  I was getting a heckofa blow-job right there in the middle of hundreds and hundreds of people.  Shouldn’t someone have raised a stink over it?

I peered about.  Apparently not, for they weaved and angled around us, not some much as glancing in our direction, intent on
whatever meeting or deadline they had to make.  I saw her, in that moment, as my eyes shot back and forth to see if anyone disapproved of the sexual favors I was receiving.  She stood facing me, no longer running away.  She wore a torn and tattered school uniform – light blue polo and pleated navy skirt with white nylons and only one shoe.  I realized with greater scrutiny that she didn’t look as she should’ve.  Her hair wasn’t just mussed, but large chunks of it were missing as if it had been forcibly ripped from her head.  Her flesh was gouged with huge rents – big, bloody, mushy cuts - beneath her mangled clothes.  Her elbows and knees weren’t merely scuffed, the thin layer of tissue that should’ve been there was missing, sickly white patches of bone shone forth.  She looked as though she had been in a car accident.  She was a mess.

Despite the fact the girls hadn’t stopped.  Julie continued to kiss me all over and Reyna was doing such good work on my cock, I could feel I was near orgasm, but I couldn’t take my vision from Lisa.  I was going to cum,
hard
, and yet I couldn’t tear my orbs away from my ex-girlfriend’s sister.

She pointed at me with a grotesquely broken finger, her mouth working, though her jaw seemed to be shattered.  “Hnooo, Iffy!” she admonished.  “Thoo an’t ooo dat!  Thop it wight nahow!”

And then, she stomped her shoeless foot… only it wasn’t just shoeless…

…It was without a foot as well.

“Holy fuck!!!” I screamed aloud and woke.

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(Summer – 2018)

Origins of the Aegis Synod

I felt my testicles tighten.  I came the very instant I opened my eyes, though I couldn’t see what was happening, because Katie’s face was obstructing my view.  She was holding my face with both hands, French kissing me so deeply, I swear I could feel her tongue jacking off my tonsils.  But, there was more.  Someone’s mouth was fully engulfing my throbbing cock.  I couldn’t tell who
it was, further down.  I couldn’t say who had their hand firmly around my member.  I could only feel.  It was a mouth, clamped over the entire length of it, flexing and gulping.  I continued to shoot my load.  It was accepted, all of it.  None fell to the sheets of my bed, not a single drop.

I shook with pleasure, and then went limp as if I
’d been working out for hours.

Katie pulled away, blinking rapidly, even in the semi-darkness; I could see she looked bemused.  She sat up straight, revealing my girlfriend.  Her upper body was straddled across the lower half of my body, her eyes burning through the night air.  She looked livid.

I glanced around.  I was shocked to see both Leda and Sandy kneeling on the edge of the bed.  Each of them was wide-eyed, their hands shoved hard against their sexes, as if they were trying to protect them against some sort of invader.  They were sweating, breathing hoarsely.  Sandy was nude above the waist, her areoles were flushed, her nipples bright pink even in the night.  The moment our eyes met, she covered herself, fiercely, staring back at me looking sick to her stomach.

I saw Tirza next, huddled atop Katie’s bed, against the head
board, her legs underneath her.  She was grasping at her vagina much like the other girls, only she’d somehow managed to stay on the other side of the Loft.  Leda and Sandy were, apparently, not as strong as she.

“What the fuck was that, Estefan?” asked Ramona, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“What was what?” I asked, flabbergasted.  I had no fucking idea what had just happened.

Katie pushed the side of my head with the butt of her hand, hard enough to make my neck crack.  “You were using your Power on us, god dammit!” 
Oh shit, she was mad!

“I was?” I asked through a voice that crumbled.

“Y-yes you were,” answered Sandy, her voice even more shaky than mine.

I felt my heart sink to my stomach.  Never
, in a million years, had I ever wanted to hurt Sandy.  She was always so kind and sweet, and cute.  Why would I want to hurt her?  Now, it looked as though I’d done just that.  I could tell by her expression, she felt violated.  In fact, they all did.

Fuck!

“What happened?” I tried to ask.

“What the fuck do you think happened?” accused Ramona. “You fucking forced me to suck your cock until you blasted down my throat like a canon!”  She was sitting up now, her arms crossed beneath her breasts, which were bare as well – large, round, pale globes with equally large round nipples.  She didn’t bother to cover up.  She was too incensed to care.

“No,” I began.  “How did it start?”  I tried to keep my voice low, not wanting anger them anymore than I already had.

Katie crossed her legs, resting her arms on her knees.  “I was asleep and woke up making out with you.”  She shrugged.  To me, she seemed
willing to put the whole thing behind her.  Although, my cousin was fully clothed and, she hadn’t taken a load of cum to the back of the mouth either - she had less to complain about.

“I was dreaming,” started Leda.

We all turned her way.  She didn’t look the least bit perturbed.  Why, out of all of them, would she be the one to take the whole thing in stride?  Wasn’t she the most indifferent one of the group?  Shouldn’t it have bothered her the most, being coerced?

“I don’t remember what I was dreaming about.  I just remember it was hot and getting hotter,” she went on, sitting sideways along the edge of the bed.  I was shocked to see she was nude, and yet, she didn’t seem to notice or mind.  “I think I began to strip,” she added with a tilt of her head, one hand indicating her current state. 
No, she didn’t give a damn she was butt naked before us all. 
Her gorgeous body was on display for all of us to see.  “And that’s when I woke-up and I was standing here watching the three of you, wanting very much to join.”  She peered at me through the dark.  Her eyes were big with comprehension.  “I think, if you hadn’t woken up, Eff… I think I would’ve joined.”

“Even though you were being compelled to do so?” asked my girlfriend, not buying what her long-time friend was selling.

“I don’t think I care,” answered Leda, her voice small.  “Not after what I did to him a few days ago…”  She played with her hands in her naked lap.  “I discovered too much,” she whispered, speaking to herself, but we all heard.

“Well, I care,” countered Ramona, twisting toward me, her brows arched.

“I do too,” added Sandy meekly, having found her top and just finished adjusting it over her ample bosom. 

I felt my heart sink again.  “Sandy, I am sooo sorry!  I never meant to hurt you,” I said in a rush.

With eyes accustomed to the dark, I could see the moisture fill hers.

“I would never hurt you intentionally.  You know that, right?” I continued, feeling like an over-used condom, thinned-out and soggy with muck.

She nodded, shrugging at the same time, clearly unable to discern how she felt about me.  I felt so remorseful, I nearly choked with it.  I was very afraid of losing the simple camaraderie I had with Sandy.  It was an easy-going, unconditional sort of relationship, filled with innocent flirtations and lots of laughter.  There was no way I wanted that diminished between us.  No way.  Something like that was too hard to find.  I didn’t want to lose it now…

“Sandy- ,” I started, but was cut off.

“Don’t be so hard on him,” interrupted Tirza, the last person on earth I thought would defend me, especially in a situation like this.  “You said so yourself, Ramona, Estefan will be extremely powerful as his ‘ability’ matures.  He is bound to make some miscues or lose control now and again, right?”  She finished by handing Leda the tight fitting top and bottoms she had been wearing when she had gone to bed earlier.

Leda took them, mouthing “thank you”.

Ramona harrumphed noisily, but said nothing.

Katie approached me from behind and hugged me about the shoulders.  I sighed with relief.  She wasn’t mad at me,
any more, at least.  It was one thing to have Ramona mad at me, but my cousin was a whole different ballgame.  “Is he stronger now, Mona?” she asked, squeezing me before she planted a chaste peck on the back of my head.

My girlfriend clicked her tongue loudly.  “What do you think, Kat?  He just dangled me like a marionette and made me suck him off
, all while he slept.  I’d say he’s way stronger than before.”

There were a few snickers, but no one said much else.

“You just have to learn to control your Mutation, that’s all,” clarified Tirza, sitting near Leda, who had stood and began to quickly dress herself.

I exhaled in resignation.  “I hope I can.”  My eyes drifted toward Sandy.

She smiled back weakly; Tirza’s interjection into the conversation appeared to ease some of her ill feelings toward me.

“You will, Effy.  You are the smartest person I know,” encouraged Katie, kissing me on the top of my ear.

I felt a surge of warm love explode outward from my chest.  My hand strayed upward and covered my cousins’ wrists where they met above my chest.  She was probably the first person I had truly cherished, and now, I was beginning to understand why.

Ramona was gazing at us.  I could see some of her anger begin to melt, thankful for Katie’s resolute words.  I could see, as I have now for many years, Ramona’s respect for my cousin was deep.  Even in those early days, my girlfriend had begun to rely on her opinion
.  It was, what I like to call, the mortar that kept her glued together.  They would become a formidable team in the future.

“Yeah, you’ll figure it out,” supplied Leda, nonchalantly as she sat down upon the bed once more.

“…Or we’ll kick your ass,” added Ramona, the first light-hearted tones in her voice.

“Yes, we will,” Tirza agreed.  “It took every single ounce of strength I had to keep from crossing the room.  If I hadn’t been awake, I think I would’ve come just like the rest of you.”

“You were awake?” asked Sandy, more of her usual self on display.

“Yeah.”

I sat up a little straighter.

“What was it like?” wondered Ramona.

“It was a scent.  A strong, pervasive smell that I couldn’t get away from, no matter what I tried,” answered my ex-girlfriend.

“Like skunk spray?” queried Leda, a wicked gleam in her expression.

We all laughed, trying to imagine getting horny off the nasty ass musk of a skunk.

When the laughter abated, Leda cleared her throat.  “Can I sleep with you guys?” she inquired, meekly.

Katie, Ramona and I exchanged quick, nervous glances, unsure what we should do or say.

“I would like to as well,” chimed Sandy.  Her voice sounded so fragile, I thought it would shatter into a million pieces.

That seemed to break the indecision.  This was about much more than just my cousin, my girlfriend and me.  It was about all of us. If that were the case, then we’d have to get over our inhibitions and give over some of the most intimate aspects of our nature.  We knew we were much more than mere friends now.

We were family.

“Sure, all of you can sleep with us if you want,” replied Katie.

In the end, only Tirza abstained, which didn’t surprise any of us.  We all knew there were many things she still needed to work out - the slaughter of her family being foremost.  There was no way any of us were going to pressure her into anything she wasn’t ready to accept.

So, as a group, we asked her if she was okay.  She nodded, a thin smile spread across her lips.  It wasn’t one of complete approval, but it was one of acquiescence.  She was past judgment.  She wouldn’t fight what we would become, even if it meant she wasn’t going to be a full member.

For now, she could live with it.

She went to Katie’s bed and scrambled under the covers, while the rest of us piled onto one another, wiggling and snuggling until we were all comfortable.  With arms and legs akimbo, interwoven and touching, we all fell into a dreamless sleep of pure bliss.

None
, more than me, for it was the first night – at least from a mental perspective – my Synod became distinct, became something tangible.

The Aegis Synod, that protected me at all times, had formed.

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