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 Phase Shift (Mf, rape, scifi, nc)

   Author Note: This is my first attempt at writing...well...anything.  I'm
simply using this as a creative outlet, so please don't take anything
seriously that is written here.  It's all fiction, it's all fantasy, and I
have no interest in actually doing any of the actions that I write about,
and would STRONGLY discourage anyone else from them as well.

   The setup is a little long...don't worry, the good stuff is there...:)

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   The economy had struck Conner hard.  After 10 years, his project had
been defunded, and he'd lost his job as a physicist.  Like many others,
he'd been out of work for quite some time, and was 39 years old...not the
fresh from college grad that many places wanted.  Finally, when his
unemployment ran out, he had to take a menial job, just to pay the bills.

   This was how, Conner had begun working as a night shift security guard
at MIT.  He'd managed to pull duty in the physics building, in the hopes
that he might have some interaction with the professors/staff there, and
find some opportunities.  Fat chance of that happening during the night
shift, but that was the hope.

   It was a Wednesday night, and a large group of professors, staff and
their smartest students were here late tonight.  There was a major
experiment going on in a secure room, that even Conner didn't have access
to.  He was naturally quite curious.  Unforunately, there were no windows
to be able to peek in.  The lights dimmed in the whole building as the
experiment began, and something drew huge amounts of power.  Conner's
curiousity got the best of him.

   He went into an nearby empty office, and removed the air conditioning
vent.  Conner, though in good shape, was a quite slim build and managed to
crawl through the ductwork without too much difficulty.  If anyone caught
him, he'd surely lose his job.  Sure enough, there was an open vent that
provided a great overhead view of an amazing light show.  Conner could
barely hear anything over the loud hum of the machinery, but did manage to
make out the words "extra-dimensional" and "phase shifting".

   The machinery kicked into a higher gear...and the light show really
started to ramp up.  As Conner shifted his weight to get a better look, the
duct caved under his weight.  It wasn't designed to hold a person, and the
drop ceiling below provided little support.  He came crashing down right
into the machinery, and he felt a huge pulse of energy traverse his entire
body.  He heard screaming and yelling from those in attendance, as they
frantically tried to stop the machine.  Conner lost conciousness.

   He awoke in the same spot where he fell, with a dozen sets of eyes
looking over him.  "Do we call a doctor?  Will they have any idea where to
begin to help him?"

   Conner struggled to move.  He was a little stiff from the energy pulse,
but it was mostly the fall that had hurt him.  He got up slowly, his left
leg and arm both sore.

   One of the men shouted at him, "What the hell do you think you were
doing?  Who are you?"

   Conner said nothing.  What could he say?  He began to limp toward the
only door he could see.  One of the larger men in the room stepped in front
of him.  "Where do you think you're going?"

   The man tried to push Conner back to where he was.  Conner braced
himself for the push, but instead, the man fell to the floor.....through
Conner!

   "Oh my god" said one of the men in the room.  "It worked.  He's phased."

   Conner didn't wait for further explanation.  He half ran, half limped
his way to the door.  He hesitated when he got to the door, not sure what
would happen, but he was able to push it open, normally.  Nobody else got
in his way as he ran.  He made he way all the way back to his on-campus
living quarters.

   It was a small place, sparcely furnished.  A definite bachelor pad. 
Conner's girlfriend had split with him after he'd been out of work for a
while.  Too many arguments over money had taken their toll.  He'd moved
into this place when he'd gotten the security job, as he was able to get a
discounted rent by being on campus.

   "What the fuck was that?" thought Conner.  He looked at his hands,
expecting them to be see-through or to glow or something.  But as far as he
could tell, he was completely normal.

   Conner stripped off his uniform, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and
went to sleep.  He knew he'd have to move out tomorrow.  He'd surely be
fired from his job when they pieced everything together.  He'd just pick up
and leave before it got to that.

   He was loading his things into his car the next morning, but his mind
was still on the night before.  "Did I imagine it?  Maybe he just missed me
and fell from his own momentum."

   Conner was distracted and not paying attention as he carried a box to
his car in the parking lot, and didn't notice the car come whipping into
the lot.  Students were always driving recklessly fast through here.  When
Conner saw the car, it was mere feet from him.  He dropped the box and held
out his hands to try to absorb some of the inevitable impact.  The driver
slammed his brakes but it was too late.  The car skidded...and went through
Conner.  Conner had involuntarily closed his eyes at the moment of
"impact", but instead, was now standing behind the car!  He looked down to
find that the box he had been carrying was untouched as well!

   Before the driver could get out and ask questions, Conner threw the box
in the trunk, hopped in his car, and drove off.

   Conner drove for hours.  His nerves were on edge.  He knew he hadn't
imagined this one.  He had so many questions.  Why does this only happens
sometimes?  Do I control it?  Why did that car destroy my belongings?  The
scientist in him had to find out.

   Conner found a state park as he neared the border with New York.  He
camped out in the woods that night, not wanting to be near other people. 
He tried repeatedly to recreate the "pass through" events, as he was
calling them in his mind.  He tried hitting trees.  He tried throwing a
ball up in the air and catching it.  He tried slapping a ruler against his
arm, and that's when it happened.  He flinched as the ruler approached, and
the ruler passed through his arm.

   He spent the next couple of weeks in those woods, experimenting.  He'd
drive into town for supplies when necessary, but he began to figure things
out by piecing together the results of his tests with the things he'd heard
from the men in the room on the day of the accident.

   Whenever he'd focused properly, he could "phase" himself slightly out of
this dimension.  This would affect anything he was wearing, or holding at
the time as well.  He believed that a dimensional phase bubble was created
around him, at will, eveloping himself, and moving as he did.  He also
found that with a little extra effort, he could extend that bubble around
things that were close to him.  When in this state, he was still visible
and audible, but could not interact with things outside of his bubble.

   Conner began to feel comfortable with turning his ability on and off. 
As he ate some dinner that night, he began thinking of ways to use his
ability.  He had, of course, read all the superhero books as a child where
all these men had freakish accidents and used them for noble purposes, but
that just wasn't him.  He was thinking of ways to benefit from this power.

   Suddenly, he heard a roar behind him.  He turned to find black bear
staring him down.  It came at him, roaring the whole way.  Conner phased
out, the bear confused as it ran through him.  Conner decided to try
something.  He reached out his hand toward the bear, and concentrated.  He
created a phase bubble around the bear.  The bubble was, of course,
invisble, but it was cube shaped, much like a cage.  When the bear would
try to pass through it, he would find it solid as any brick wall.  He was
trapped in the bubble, unable to manipulate like Conner could.

   Eventually Conner let the bear free, but found this ability to be
extremely useful for hunting and fishing.  He was now able to survive
entirely off the land.  This was going to be fun.

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   Conner dreamt that night.  He dreamt of the day he lost his job.  His
boss Jim, had told him that he was being laid off due to lack of funding.
But not everyone was in his boat.  Jim had retained his daughter, Kendra,
despite her having only having been with the team for a few months.  "Sorry
Conner, but I'm not going to lay off my own daughter.  I hope you
understand." But Conner had been pissed.  His anger getting the best of
him, he had been escorted off the premises by security.  Kendra had come
out just as he was about to drive off, apologizing wholeheartedly.  But
never volunteering to quit, or anything that benevolent.

   Then Conner's dream turned to revenge.  He pictured the building where
he had worked burning down.  He'd pictured Jim, trapped in an upper floor.
He'd pictured Kendra, sobbing watching from the ground as her father was
trapped above.

   He awoke, surprised that he'd dreamt that.  He wasn't a violent person,
and yet...the idea of revenge wouldn't leave his head at that moment.

   "I have powers now.  I could show them the mistake that they made."

   Conner drove to Jim's house in the dark of night.  He'd been there for a
cookout the summer before his dismissal.  Conner drank heavily from the
whiskey bottle in his passenger seat.  He figured drunk driving was no
longer a concern...he could just phase through anything that he might run
into.  And thus far, alcohol had not impeded his abilities.

   Conner walked right into the house.  He phased himself and went through
the front door.  He walked up around locating Jim and his wife, fast asleep
in their bed.  Kendra was old enough that she lived in her own place, but
Jim did have a younger daughter...16 year old Cindy.  Her room was across
the hall from her parents.  That's when truly, evil thoughts began to enter
Conner's head.

   He didn't know if maybe there was some radiation from the experiment, or
if he'd knocked his head harder than he'd thought when he fell, or if maybe
he just had always been demented, but powerless to act on it, but Conner
decided at that moment, that he was going to show everyone that he was not
to fucked with.

   Conner stood next to Cindy's bed.  He took another swig of whiskey, and
put the bottle down on her nightstand.  He reached down and pulled back the
blankets.  He found her sleeping in panties and an oversize t-shirt.  Her
shirt had ridden up a big, so it was around he waist.  She was sleeping on
her side, in a bit of a fetal position, her hand down her panties, and
wedged between her legs just a bit.  Whether it was a comfort thing, or
whether she'd been enjoying herself before bed, Conner didn't care.

   Conner gently grabbed her wrist and pulled it out, slowly.  He didn't
want to wake her yet, but he was willing to take the chance.  He lowered
himself down to his knees, and smelled her ripeness off her fingers.  It
was intoxicating.  He'd met Cindy before, but never allowed his thoughts to
become sexual about her, despite her beauty, because of her age.  But he
found much of his morality to be crumbling now.

   He allowed his tongue to dart out and take a lick from her fingers.  He
pushed his luck too far though.  She opened her eyes, confused in the
darkness at first, but then seeing strange eyes, she sat up quickly,
screaming.  Conner smiled, jumping onto the bed next to her, grabbing her
around the head, covering her mouth.  His other hand, holding a knife to
her throat.  She froze, terrified.  Her parents, only being across the
hall, burst out of their room to find them like this.  Their 16yo daughter
at the mercy of a madman.

   "Who the fuck are you?  Get your fucking hands off my daughter!" Jim
screamed as he entered the room.  His wife, Lucy, next to him screaming "Do
something Jim!"

   Conner laughed, and at that moment, Jim recognized him.  "Conner?  What
the fuck?  I knew you were crazy, but now your ass is going to jail for a
long time if you don't stop this.  Let her go, and we'll let you out of
here...no questions asked.  Just don't hurt her."

   Conner took his hand off of Cindy's mouth and extended it toward Jim and
Lucy.  Trapping them in a phase bubble.  They didn't understand that, of
course, and so when he put down the knife, Jim tried to lunge at him.  Jim
nearly knocked himself unconcious as he was stopped by the phase bubble.

   Conner laughed and whispered into Cindy's ear.  "You're going to do
everything I tell you to.  If you do what I tell you, you might even enjoy
it some.  But if you resist....if you don't follow my instructions.  I'm
going make sure it's painful, and I'll hurt your parents, too.  Do you
understand me?"

   Cindy sobbed and half screamed, "Please don't do this, please!"

   "That's not the cooperation I'm looking for", and he knicked her throat
with the knife, leaving a small line of blood.

   Jim and Lucy screamed "NO!  DON'T!  PLEASE!!" Lucy collapsed into a
seated position, unable to do anything to help her little gir.  Jim beat on
the "wall" of the bubble as though he could tear it down.

   "I'LL DO IT!" Cindy yelled, panicked.  "I'll do it!  Just....just don't
hurt me, or my parents...please."

   Conner grinned, devilishly.  "Atta girl, now...lets get you
started...take off your shirt"

   Cindy sobbed as she complied.  Pulling her t-shirt over her head,
revealing full, perky breasts.  As she pulled it off, Conner reached his
knife into her underwear, cutting it away from both sides, causing them to
fall off her body.

   He reached around her, feeling her breasts.  The knife still in hands,
he was careful not to poke her with it, but the flat of the cold blade
brushed her nipples, causing them harden.

   "Get your fucking hands off of her!" her dad continued to yell,
fruitlessly.

   Conner ignored him, whispering to Cindy, "Tell me the truth now.  No
reason to lie to me.  When I woke you, your hand was in your crotch.  Were
you playing with yourself last night?"

   She hesitated, but replied "Yes."

   "Good, I like this honesty thing we have going.  As long as you're
honest with me, I'll be honest with you.  So you're no stranger to
masturbation then?"

   "No."

   "Show your daddy how you do it." Conner pulled her toward the end of the
bed and reached down, spreading her legs.

   She sobbed, saying "I'm sorry daddy" as she began to rub her pussy,
slowly.  Conner still manipulating her breasts, and now kissing her back,
and licking her neck.  Breathing in her smells.

   "No sweetie, there's nothing to be sorry about.  I'm the one who should
be sorry.  I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

   They continued like this for several minutes...Cindy rubbing herself,
while mom and dad sobbed in their "box".  Finally, Conner spoke up...

   "Good girl.  You're following instructions well.  Are you a virgin,
Cindy?"

   Again Cindy sobbed, "I...yes...but...please, not in front of my parents"

   "Have you done anything sexual with a boyfriend?"

   Tears streamed as she answered, "Yes...I've...," she looked away from
her parents, down at the floor, "Given some blowjobs...and let my
boyfriend...feel me...down there.  That's all though.  Please, don't take
my virginity!"

   Conner shhh'd her.  "Shhhh...it's ok honey.  I'll go nice and slow. 
Every girl's first time should be special!"

   Everyone in the room burst into tears, curses and obscenties.  Cindy
just sobbed, but her parents shouted every curse and insult they could, to
no avail.

   Conner moved around, holding Cindy's hair, to make sure she didn't try
to do something stupid.  He managed to pull down his pants, and let his
rock hard cock free....god the relief from the strain of that erection in
his pants!  He laid down with his head near the end of her bed...close to
Cindy's parents.  He pulled her over to straddle him.  He held the knife
out in front of him, pointing it at her throat.

   "There you go Cindy, you can be on top, so you can control how fast we
go.  But you will take all it inside you.  And you will continue until I
cum in that pretty pussy of yours."

   "No please...don't cum inside.  I'm not on the pill.  I don't want to
get pregnant at 16."

   "Don't worry dear.  If you somehow got pregnant, I'm sure your dad and
your sister's salary at their awesome jobs should have you taken care of!"
And Conner laughed, unsympathetically.  "Now...fuck me".

   Cindy never stopped sobbing, but began to accept her fate.  Her pussy
was wet from having played with herself...her wetness betraying her.  She
put her pussy over his cock, and began to lower herself.

   "Please, Conner, I'll do anything you want...just leave my daughter
alone."

   "Too late for that Jim.  Now be quiet, I want to enjoy this!"

   Cindy slid down his erection a bit more as Jim continued to curse Conner
out.  Lucy was curled up, seated, holding her knees close to her.  She hid
her face in her hands.

   "Best to do this fast dear." Conner said to Cindy.  "I'm going to count
to 3, and you just have to push through it.  One....two....THREE!"

   Cindy hesitated, but closed her eyes and pushed down on him hard....she
let out a bit of a scream, but quickly recovered, and started sliding up
and down his shaft.

   "Fuck you Conner!  Fuck you!  You stole my daughters virginity!  I'll
hunt you down and kill you!"

   Conner ignored him, looking up at Cindy.  He was still holding the knife
at her throat.  "Do we need this, Cindy?  Can I trust you to finish this if
I put the knife down?  I promise...if you try something stupid....you will
pay for it."

   Cindy was slowly riding him "I promise...I won't try anything if you
just leave when you're done."

   "I promise...I will leave as soon as we're done."

   Conner dropped the knife next to the bed, and reached forward with both
hands grabbing her hips, and helping her to fuck him.  He was so hard and
so ready to pop from the exhilartion of the whole evening, he knew he would
pop any moment.

   But he had one last bit of revenge to enact.  Reaching out with his
thoughts, he changed the bubble that was around Cindy's parents.  Now, it
was only around Lucy.  Lucy never noticed the change, but Jim, who was
frequently pouding on that invisible wall nearly fell over when he expected
resistance.

   Jim realized he was free!  He grabbed the knife, and ran over to Conner
shouting "Die you mother fucker!" And he stabbed down at Conner's chest!

   The knife plunged into the bed, tearing a whole in the mattress.  But it
never touched Conner.  Cindy screamed, and stopped her movement, confused.
"Nobody told you to stop, Cindy!"

   She started again, utterly baffled by what she was seeing.  The knife
had gone through the strange man in her bed...in her pussy!  She was still
trying to wrap her brain around it, but it was made doubly difficult by the
sensations that were growing in her.  She was getting excited by
this...much to her dismay.  She did not want to have an orgasm from fucking
this....this rapist!

   Jim snapped.  He kept trying to stab Conner over and over, with Conner
laughing the whole time.  All Jim managed to do was to destroy his
daughters bed.  Finally, Jim reached for his daughter, trying to pull her
off of the madman, but he fell as he tried to pull her off, his arms moving
right through her.

   Jim continued, in vain to try to save his daughter, but there was
nothing he could do.  He could only watch, and grasp futilely as Conner and
Cindy both began to breathe heavier, and quicken the pace.  Jim couldn't
believe it when he heard Cindy moan...not in pain, but in pleasure!

   Just as Conner knew he could hold on no longer, he felt Cindy's weight
shift, and she lay down on top of him, spasming in her orgasm...milking his
cock with her pussy.  That was all Conner needed.  He let go, his cum
spraying up deep within the de-virginized, 16 year old pussy.  He kept his
cock buried as deep in her as he could until every last bit had emptied
into her.

   Cindy was spent.  She panted as she lay on Conner.  Lucy continued to
sob, and Jim now collapsed to the floor, in a similar position to Lucy,
overwhelmed with grief and resignation.

   As Cindy regained her breath, she began to sob, though only slightly. 
She may have just had her virginity raped away from her, but at least it
was over with.  Conner had promised leave.

   "Holy shit Cindy, that was fucking amazing.  Climb off of me, and sit on
the side of the bed where your dad is.  Let him watch the cum ooze of you.
Don't force it out though.  Just let it ooze."

   She did it without hesitation.  The embarrasment of it all was past her.
Whatever she had to do to get him out of here.

   Conner got up and said "Well folks, thanks for the entertaining evening.
I'd say we should do it again sometime, but I get the feeling you might not
agree.  I do, unfortunately, have one more bit of news that you might not
find so pleasant."

   Panicked, Cindy turned to him "You said you would leave!!"

   "And so I shall.  But honey...", and Conner put Jim back into a phase
bubble, "..you're coming with me." He held the knife to her throat again.

   Cindy burst into tears, now understanding that this was only the
beginning.  Her parents both found their strength again and began beating
on the walls of their invisible cages.  "Nooo!!  Please!  Don't take our
little girl!"

   "Your 'cages' will be removed in about 2 hours.  See you later, Jim!"
Conner winked at Jim, and led a naked Cindy, dripping with his cum, from
the room.  He walked her downstairs, and out into his car, putting her in
the trunk.
   This was the beginning of something beautiful, and monsterous.