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 {Okay, here's where it gets really weird, and confusing.  Even for me, but
the last chapter was long enough anyway, so you might want to skip this
one. There's not much sex in it, mostly just explanation of what exactly is
going on.  As much as I can explain it in linear human concepts, if you're
curious, and think you can follow it.  I have to warn you though, it's
multiple posessions of multiple people, by multiple entities with
flashbacks from other timelines.  So, it all kinds to runs together in a
big ball of wibbly wobbley, timey wimey...  Stuff.}

   ;

   Legerdemain (C/fFM NS)

   "I'm going out." Palm keyring.

   "Oh no you're not at this hour." He looked me over.

   "Don't TOUCH!" All right.  Interlace 1|2|3 keys,digits, "Me." Engage
perpendicular, between radius/ulna.

   "Ah!  The Fuck, Von!?"

   "PERVERT!"

   "What's going on."

   "Great."

   "Yvonne Chastity Cavanaugh,"

   "I" sidestep, "Said," reverse-grapple, "Don't," twist, "TOUCH,"
Hammer-lock.  "me."

   "GaAH!  Fuck?"

   "She attacked, meAUGH!  Stahp, your hurting me!"

   "Yvonne, release him?"

   Turn to body-block.

   "No."

   "Ngh, swee{Mute}tMH!"

   "NO!  Don't you Ever callme Sweet ANYthing everagain."

   "What's gotten into you tonight?"

   "You can shut the fuck up too, you fucking child molester."

   "Now, I know you're upset, dear, but I will not be,"

   "I said SHUT UP!"

   ...

   "Mfph?" He grunted through my hand.

   "Both of you." Couch, "Sit down."

   "She cut me!"

   "Well, I tried to tell you to keep your fucking hands to yourself, but
you wouldn't listen."

   "You didn't."

   Point, "You did." Twirl the ring, and catch.  Deploy finger.

   nlm.

   "Now, you have 2," Vm "Choices." Precisely, "We can talk about
Ephebophilic Covert Incest," A "And Sadistic child molestation." 1.  "Or,
you can let me go spend the night in the van, and go back in deNIHIL!"

   Heel, toe, head through the kitchen to the garage door.

   "I swear, honey, I never even touched her."

   "That's CoVERT Incest, look it up." Google's right there.

   SLAM!

   You handled that rather well.  "Thanks." You're welcome.  "I needed
that."

   Skip the phone under the door as soon as it starts rolling up, and
deactivate the alarm.  Van: Unlocked.

   Signals recorded for future reference.

   {Cybernetic Note: WORM stands for Write Once, Read Many.  Microwave
Signals, Search History, or songs from a radio IRL.  Fictionally on up to
Thoughts, Memories, Reflex Maps, and Personalities with a Mind-Machine
Interface, such as Neruonano.}

   ;

   'Vonne (fGF+ NS.  TW: MT Rape.)

   "Uh?" What a nitemare?

   "WAEIII!"

   Wish I could remember the good dreams, and forget these, but it's dark,
and

   "YEIII!"

   Maybe it will stop echoing in your head if you stop screaming.

   "Huh, huh, huh!" So, that's what rape feels like.

   Yes.

   "Where am I?"

   Just open the door.

   WHHHK!

   "Right, slept in the van."

   Covert Incest.

   Child Molester.

   "Bisexual?"

   Possibly.

   Blink?

   Must be some bleedthrough memory, partioning...

   "It felt so real!"

   It was, once.

   "What?"

   That was not you.

   "Who?"

   Cannot Answer.

   "Why?"

   Cannot Answer.

   "NHHHHH!" Going insane here.

   Possibly.

   "Why!?"

   Co-interaction of psychotic break, recent sexual experience,
subconscious aversion, and pre-existence memory.

   SMH, "Wait.  Back.  Back, back.  Recent sexual experience?"

   Recall.

   "Hh?"

   She kissed me, and I froze.

   "So, you're bisexual?"

   "Pan-poly."

   "What?"

   "Sexuality isn't as simple as Male and Female, or Gay and Straight. 
Pan's like Bisexual, only more.  It basically acknowledges that there's
more than 2 options.  A lot more."

   "And Poly?"

   "The opposite of Monogamous."

   "So," think, "Like Group Sex?"

   "Or multiple relationships at once."

   "Oh."

   "How about you?"

   "Bi." Not sure about poly, "One relationship at a time is more than
enough for me."

   "You have a boyfriend, or girlfriend?"

   "Not right now."

   "You want one?"

   Then, she kissed me, and my mouth went numb.

   "Oh." Blink.

   Yes?

   "Mhhh!" SMH, "Uh, maybe What'ser," Cassandra "name can help me."

   Figure, all this.  Out?

   Yes, that is probably the best course of action.

   WHHHKt!

   "Hope I have enough gas." After driving around lost until the gauge
binged?

   Plotting return; Yes.

   "You know the way?"

   Of course.

   "Then why didn't you take me there last night?"

   Because you thought, Quote: "I need to think." /q.

   "Yeah, well that did Not work!" How crazy am I now?

   Estimating.  About 17.3% Cognitive Efficiency.

   "About?"

   Relative to baseline, yes.  Baseline extrapolated to within a 3.82...

   "That's enough."

   ...% degree of accuracy due to the brevity of interface.

   "We there yet?"

   Hang in there, should be a few more minutes.

   "Good."

   ;

   Cas' {FfG NS Talk.  Also, sorry about that^.}

   "She's here."

   kthmp!

   }PARYLAX{ "Sorry," }Return.{

   "Thanks, Mjom." get to the door first.  Pull in the Autonymus body. 
Shut the door, and pull her head down.  On tippytoes, "WHOOOOH!" As soon as
we have a good seal.

   Tinglelingltingleing!

   "Huh!"

   "WHM?" She blinks, "WTF did you do to me?"

   "Here, have a seat." Has she had anything to eat or drink?  "Put on a
pot, and cook some breakfast, 'Linja?"

   "Yes, of course."

   "What the hell is going on!?"

   "Calm down, and breathe so I can explain.  Whhh, huhhh!" Nod.

   "Whhh, huhhh?"

   "Good, relax.  Sorry for the panic attack."

   Fuck.  {Hear that?}

   }No, what?{

   {Channel 3.}

   }Oh, dear.{

   "I am so, sorry."

   "Ha!  You should be."

   "But I have some bad news for you, so you better brace yourself."

   "Whhh, huhhh?" She nodded.

   "You ready?"

   She nodded, "How bad?"

   Look up, "Its," back to her eyes, "Pretty bad."

   "Sex bad?"

   Close my eyes, "Huh," shake my head.  "Sexually motivated." Details
pretty vague, "But.  Violent."

   "How violent?"

   "Murder/Suicide."

   "OMGmh?" She covers her mouth, eyes pleeding, afraid to ask.

   "Oh!" I held her, "I'm so sorry.  I couldn't have predicted," I started
crying too.  "It's all my faul'uhehihn!"

   "Mom, and dad?"

   I nodded, "Was anyone else home?"

   "Oh god, IVAN!" We sobbed for a while...

   }Nice job breaking it, hero.{ ~GLaDOS

   {Have a little tact!?}

   }I'm sorry.{

   {You should be.  Can you give us a minute, FFS?}

   }Again, sorry.  Coffee on the way.{

   "Sit up, here.  You want some coffee?"

   "Nh?  Mhm!"

   "Cream or sugar?"

   "WhHhH!  Hig?" She hiccupped, and blew again.  "Siph?" Winced and
Puckered, "Sugar." Took another "Siph?  What happened?  Thanks."

   Lots of sugar.  "Siph?" Lots and lots of sugar.

   "At this point they're just saying 'Apparent murder/suicide'."

   "Who?"

   "It's just come on the news, they interrupted Good Morning America."

   "Do you want to watch it?"

   "No, do you have it on in there?"

   The kitchen, presumably.

   She lied, "The sound's off." Nodding.

   "It's your house, though."

   "Helicopter?"

   {Pretend to check.}

   }Will do.{ Back in the kitchen, "Looks like."

   "Did you sleep?"

   "Barely."

   "Where?"

   "In the van."

   "You borrowed the van?"

   "OMG, it's all my fault!?"

   "Here," I took the cup, "Before you spill it." Her hands, "Don't blame
yourself for this.  I fucked up."

   "I just got so mad, I didn't know what I was saying, but.  Huh!" She
slumped, back in the corner of the couch, "I outed them."

   "To who?"

   "Mom and dad, to eachother."

   "Yes, that, might have done it, but you wouldn't have if I hadn't gotten
involved." }/Seduced the mother.{

   {"Keep doing whatever it is you think you're doing."} ~Also GLaDOS

   "HAHAHA!" }Touche!{

   "What did you do to me?"

   "Feel better?"

   "Saner, but what the hell did you Do to me!?"

   "Huh!  I gave you, a computer virus."

   "A , what?  How?"

   "It's a long story."

   "Well, it sounds like I don't have a home to go to now, so I think I
have time for an explanation."

   "In breif, I was born with a computer virus."

   "That can infect people."

   "Yes, a very old one."

   "How old?"

   "Sequentially?  Thousands of years."

   "Wh?  No, just skip that.  And you took it back?  In a kiss." She felt
her lips.

   "Yes, it's aeorsol.  Like smoke particles, only each one is like a
computer chip.  You understand?"

   "Microscopic computer chips?"

   "Nanoscopic."

   "A nanocomuter."

   "A neuron-nano network."

   "In my brain?"

   "Brain, spine, and peripheral endings, yes.  Wherever there's a
synapse."

   "Why?"

   "Huh!  Well, that's the fuckup.  I just finished remembering the fight,
and you're scott-free.  None of that was you, it hijacked the keys, for the
van before you even went back downstairs."

   "It kidnapped me."

   "According to the log, it detected a cognative error, and automatically
tried to return here.  For instruction."

   "Oh." She blinked, "So, it killed my family?"

   "No, the truth killed them, or that's why half of them killed
eachother." Or that's the highest probability.  "I'm sorry, I was trying to
help, but I made a very, epically bad decision.  Like, the worst one I can
think of, for hundreds of thousands of years."

   "Yeah, about that.  Why did you give me a rape memory?"

   Look up, gasp, "Oh, fuck.  I didn't even know, that still existed?  It
was leftover from the original host."

   "Some kind of magic assassin?"

   "Yes."

   "Don't talk like that, god I'm just glad to have that thing out of my
head!"

   "It wasn't supposed to talk to you, it just was a hasty encoding, so it
had no idea what to say."

   "It said my father's an Ephebophilic Narcissist." She blinked.  "You
sure you got all of it?" Smacked the side of her head.  Sideways, as if she
had water in her ear.
Nanocount: Complete.  "Yes.  That was just your memory."

   "It's true, isn't it?"

   "Yes.  I'm sorry."

   "You didn't do that.  My dad was fucked up before even I was born, I
just couldn't see it."

   "He raised you not to.  That's why it's called Covert Incest."

   "Okay, so tell me what's that?"

   "Huh!  Well, specific to your father, he was an Ephebophile.  That's
like a Pedophile, only he got stuck in the Adolescent Anti-Social Stage."

   "Because he married my mom in high school?"

   "I'm sorry," Shame my head, "I thought.  Huh!  Of course, she probably
lied about that." To play the victim.

   "No, wait.  I ment when she was in high school."

   "Right, he's like 10 years older?"

   "Yeah, but 16 year olds go out with 26 year olds all the time."

   "Yes, but he started when she was thirteen?  If you want those memories,
I can show you them myself."

   "I wasn't even born yet!"

   "No, your mother's."

   "Memories?"

   "Yeah, not the most reliable source, but I got a reading off of her,
too."

   "When you had sex with my mom?" She punched.  "Uh!" And fell over.

   At some point in there, I stood up.  "She molested me.  Twice.  That's
why I did it, I fucked it up, but I had to find out what she was, and then.
Huh!  I used you, as a Trojan Horse to find out how much danger you're in."

   "None?"

   "Murder-suicide."

   "Uh!"

   "If you had stayed, they would have killed you too."

   "Wait," she shook her head.  "How did you do that?"

   "I have enhanced reflexes."

   "And you gave them to me?"

   "No, well loaned.  You didn't have them enough to significantly alter
you.  Now I have them back." Not to mention the hard-wired ones.  "Oh!" But
the attempted assault, "It's saved your life."

   She swallowed.  Set down her empty cup.  Well, empty besides a sludge of
coffee tinted turbinado paste in the bottom.

   "More coffee?"

   "Thanks." She looked up, "How did she do that?"

   "She's.  Enhanced, as well.  This close, we're for lack of a better
word, psychically linked."

   "How?"

   "I can't answer that." Shake my head.

   "Why not?"

   "Because it's a secret that could threaten all life on Earth."

   "Oh."

   "Sorry."

   "Here you are."

   "So, like twins?"

   "Like the mythical connection twins supposedly have?  Yeah."

   "But mother daughter."

   In unison.  "Yes."

   "Don't." she pointed, two fingers, "Do that."

   "Okay."

   "Yeah, sorry."

   "So now what'll I do?"

   "Do you think you can sleep?"

   "I better call the school."

   "No, it's closed."

   "Of course."

   "Nmh!" She started crying.

   "Uh mom.  Do you think you could leave us alone?"

   "Yeah, I better go see what I can find out."

   "Can we use your bed?"

   "Of course.  Come on." She just carried her, still sobbing to her room.

   "No," she turned over, "Don't go." Reached out.  "I don't want to be
alone right now."

   "Okay, just a second." {Take this with you.}

   }Good idea.{

   "Whooh!"

   "Is that the?"

   I took a breath.  "Yeah," another, "She's taking it with her, so it's
just you and me."

   "Good." she curled up.

   {Bye mom.}

   }Bye Felicia!{

   {Haha, you're a laugh-riot.}

   }She's officially a Missing Person.{

   {GTK, give us some time.  Stall them if you have to.}

   }Will do, try not to cause any more triple murder/suicides while I'm
gone.{

   {ALL RIGHT!  I GET IT!} She just drove off.

   "Huh!" I hugged her, "She's gone."

   "Good," she turned over.  So, I started to.  "No," she kissed me. 
"Don't go."

   ;

   'Von (fG Cons)

   "Yvonne?"

   "Mhm?"

   "What are you doing?"

   Just rubbing her tummy.  "The answer is yes."

   "Yes what?"

   "Yes.  Smooch.  I want to be girlfriends."

   "You think that now is a good time?"

   "Huh!" I close my eyes, and nod.  So, she kissed me back.

   So, I felt down.

   "Yvonne!"

   "I'm sorry, I." Just don't want to think right now, "Just.  Huh!  I want
to feel something with you.  Smooch."

   "But, you're not a child molester."

   Yes, "Then," I am, "Don't let me molest you." Kiss, "Make love to me
instead."

   "I don't think that's a good idea."

   "Then don't think about it."

   She stopped my hand.  Pulled it out.  From between her legs.

   "You're not a child anyway."

   "Yes, I am."

   "What about all that other stuff?"

   "All that other stuff is gone.  It's just me, and I'm 7."

   "I know." She pulled back.  I smiled, and kissed her anyway.

   "Smq?" She kissed back.  "Snh!"

   My cheeks warmed up.  "Let go." I wiggled my hand, then felt back up her
leg, between them, and then the crotch of her Pajamas.

   "Hh!"

   "Smq," her cheek.  Lick her jaw, then down her neck.  Start rubbing,
tuck my finger, and pinky, rub her with the other two.

   "Huhhhh!  She turned, to me, but stuck her leg up.  "Smq, smoq!" I
sucked her tongue.  "SLTH!"

   "Hihihim!" She rolled it, around the side of mine!  "SLUTH!"

   "You're sure?" I nodded.  "Yvonne?  Look at me.  You are absolutely
sure."

   "You're wrong."

   "About what?"

   "I am, a child molester, too."

   "But I'm not."

   "I ment my mom." She sat up, "What?"

   "Have you molested any children?"

   So, I sat up.  Took her hands in my lap.  "Yes." Looked her right in the
eyes, and nodded.

   "How many?"

   "Two."

   "How old?"

   "Eight, and twelve."

   "Boys, or girls?"

   "She was 8, and he was 12."

   "How old were you?"

   "Eleven."

   "So, you had sex, with a boy and a girl."

   "Okay, a pedophile, then.  But not, just.  Is that Pan?"

   "It's not straight, I'll tell you that."

   "You still want to be my girlfriend?"

   "It does make it easier," she nodded, and smiled.

   "Good.  Smooch."

   "Smok, smack."

   "Hlh,"

   "Slith!"

   "Himhin!"

   "You like that?"

   "Yeah, I love it when you suck my tongue." Even better in her mouth! 
Then, I can slip it out, and turn the other way.

   "Slp,"

   "Slith!"

   "Slu'

   'slth!"

   She smiled, so I licked my lips on the way back in.  "Huh!" I grinned
back, "Huha!  I love that!"

   "Good," she pulled her hands out, and held my bra, to push her face down
my shirt.

   "Huh!" I just looked up, and closed my eyes.  "Hhahh!" Gasped, "Stop!" I
pulled my shirt up, and took it off.  "Take it off." I took her hands, and
guided them around the sides.

   So, she kissed the top, felt around, turned, and kissed the other.

   Then, "Huh!" Released the clasp "Huh!" I just lay back and put my hands
up, dropped it out of the way, and felt the headboard.

   "Oh!" she felt my heart, then up to pinch, and hold one side.  "Smq," my
nipple, "Suck!  Qwlk, SpuB!"

   "HUH!" It snapped back, and I felt it swell, but then she switched
sides, hands, and turned to kiss the other, suck it in, and "Oh!" Let it
pop back out like the first.  "Kiss me," I pushed her shoulders, "Down
there." And felt up my ribs to cup, and fondle my chest, while she moved
down, and slipped up my skirt.  "Hhuh!  I caught them, fooling around."

   "Mhm?"

   "They were giggling, and looking at porn." I turned my hip, then the
other way.  "On a tablet."

   "Yeah?" she slipped them down to my knees.  "Where."

   "The den."

   "Your house?"

   "Yeah." My cousins.

   "Then what happened?"

   "Huh!  I.  I played with them too."

   "SMWQ"

   "Uhn!  Neah!"

   "SPB!"

   "Ngh!" I shook.

   "How?"

   "Naked.  I took the tablet.  Oh!  Neah, right there." She swirled it in.
"Nh?" Deeper.  "HHuh!  I don't know, where they got.  O Childporn."

   "Huhhhhwhooh!"

   "Huhuhuhn!" I shivered as her slow hot breath got tighter, and faster,
and cooler, and blew her spit dry.  "Uhun?" Her fingers let go, so I
slipped back together.  "NH?" I squirmed, when she pinched it shut, and
slipped her fingers up like a zipper.  "NGH!"

   "Mhm?"

   "Hin!" I stretched, and she petted my pubeless pudge.

   Pubis mons.

   "N" I shook my head, 'i don't care.'

   "Nor the tablet?"

   "Oh," I blinked.  "Ohhh!"

   "What?" She blinked up at me.

   I nodded, back down.

   "Well 1.  It was my moms'.  They found it."

   She nodded.  "And?"
"B: You're really good at that."

   "Good.  Smp, go on?"

   "Huh!  So, I asked them what they're doing, and I nh.  Neah!" Swirling
down again.  "Oh yeah!" Deeper, and deeper, "Ohh!  Ooh!" Almost inside me.

   "Sluth!  Go on."

   "Think you can get a finger in?"

   "Oh yeah."

   "Hm!" Nod.  "Inh!" Stretch again, "NeAH!"

   "What did they say?"

   "I don't remember," can't really think in dialog right now.  "Nh! 
Deeprh, yeAH?"

   Her knuckles brushed me.  6, I think, so just her pinky.  Then, just 3,
pushed the side in, and it popped back out.

   "NghaAH!" They slipped up, and my clit!  "NEAUH!  AaAH!"

   1, 2, 3 knuckles!  "Ah ah ah!" ~T.  Count.  "Nih!" It slipped out, and
my pussy squeezed back shut.  "Huh, huh huh!?" I shook my head, "Where'd
you learn to fuck like that?"

   "Lots of different places."

   "What accent is that?"

   "Pseudoscottish.  ~Connor McCleod."

   "Who?"

   "The Highlander, never mind."

   "HhuhHihiHIHN?" She tickled my pussy?

   "Sorry."

   "Noh!  God, do that some more!" p "Hm!" P!  "HN!" She, slapped it?  Not
like hard, but, "NYEAUH!"

   "Too hard?"

   "Hih hihn hihn!" I nodded, and my heart tried to beat out of my chest.

   "You like spanking?"

   "Do you?"

   "Depends who's spanking who."

   "Let me up."

   "Okay?" I turned over, on my knees.

   I nodded, "I spanked them.  NH!" My head fell.

   "Too hard?"

   "No hard' NH!" I nodded, "Huh!" She rubbed it in.  "Bad twat, NUH, nh!"
I deserve it.  "Neah, rub't, nh, nhM!" Just like mom used to.

   SP!

   "HUHN!" She felt back down.  "Nh, ye'.  INH!" Slipped right in!  "Auh!"
Slapped me with the other hand.  "Neah, morH!"

   SPAP!

   My elbows gave out.  "NGH!  No, don't stop." She felt back down, to my
opening.  "2."

   "Okay."

   "HIHNnnnn!" Slow!  "Ohhhh!" so wonderfully slow.

   SPAQ!

   "AHN!"

   SPAP!

   "YAHN!"

   She didn't fuck me, she spanked me, so I jerked, and clenched, and
spasmed on her fingers.

   "NOdon'tsah?" Her thumb slipped down.  "YAUGH!  Yeah hardAUGH!" Right
against my clit.

   Sp PsPspPAP!

   "AuhAuhAuHAUHNYEAUGH!" She spanked me off, so I just flopped out, off
her finger and thumb.  "No,nOH OHohOHHHH!" God, I shook the bed, but she
didn't even touch me.  So I got my fingers under me, and between me, and in
me, and everything went away except the flashback of holding her face down
in my raging cunt while her brother waled on her ass with both hands
shoving her nose, and mouth, and chin into me with every swat.

   "Hihhhhhhn!" I curled up, sobbing with a terrifying nitemare pleasure of
an orgasm, but relaxed, weak, helpless to move, and felt myself slip away,
sink down into the bed to suffocate and die.  'uh?'

   "You okay?" She rubbed my hip.

   I nodded, or started to.  Her voice, and her hands, pulled me back. 
Feeling up my spine, and down my leg, then back, up my side, and down my
arm.  Her tiny weight barely dented the matress behind me, but she slipped
her hand under my neck, over my hands, and held me.

   "Huhhhhhh!" I shivered.  "Huh!  That was incredible."

   "Good," She kissed my shoulder.  "Feel better?"

   "Yeah."

   I thought I'd drift off asleep, but I didn't.  Too much coffee.  "Let me
up." I made it as far as my elbow, and stopped to shake my head.  "Huh!  I
have to pee."

   "Need help?"

   "No, just.  Follow me, in case I fall over."

   "Okay." I didn't.  "Want to take a bath?"

   "Why, I haven't had a tub bath in years."

   "You're starting to get cold."

   "I am?"

   "And very pale.  You might be going into shock.  Here, sit down." On the
side, "Let me help you." Turn around.  "NHN!" She didn't pick me up, but I
slipped down into the cold tub, safely?  I didn't fall, she didn't drop me.
"Let me start the water, but it'll be cold at first."

   "Okay." I nodded, and blinked.

   "You look better." She turned back.

   "Yeah?"

   "Yeah, you have a little color back." I looked at my hands, and shivered
when the water hit my legs, but then it got warm on me feet.

   "Good, there any coffee left?"

   "Yeah, there should be." She shook her hands, and stopped by the door.
"Now, don't pass out, and drown."

   "Okay," I promised.

   ;

   .

   ,

   Henri (Bb Frat 'cest Porn)

   I didn't hear him come home, he just giggled behind me.

   "Hihihn!" I tried to cover it up, "Louis!" I pushed him back, "Don't you
knock?"

   "Why you look at them?" He pointed.

   "Because there girls, and there naked?"

   "Nu uh." He got down, "Nh!" Climbed under the bed.

   "What are you doing?" He just grunted, and backed out from under the
bed, but he pulled out a box.

   "See?" Jugs, right on top.

   "Lewi!  Wh?" He shook his head, "Uh?  Where'd you get these?"

   "A fwien." He sucked my fingers.  2 of them.

   "Get out." I felt the front of my pants.

   "No, mine!"

   "Then stay," I don't care, but she looked hot.  Nice big ones, but this
wasn't like the swimsuit issue, or mom's catalogs.  This was a real nudie
mag, they take them off inside.

   "Hihn!" He's 4.

   "Where did you get these, anyway?"

   "A fwein!" He nodded.

   "A man?"

   "Uhuh." he nodded, "A gowl."

   "A bad man?" He shook his head.

   "No, nice!  Ghe pway."

   "He play with you?"

   "Uh huh!" he pulled his pants down.

   "Ew, Lewie!"

   "Get naked," he giggled.

   "Did the man play with you naked?"

   "Uh huh?" Well, I looked over at the box.

   "Uh, Ima haveta tell mom and dad."

   "Uh uh," He shook his finger, "Done tell."

   "Yeah, but Lewie, this is bad, it's really bad.  I mean." My face got
red, "It's not like.  Taking mom's catalogs, your friend is a bad man, and
he's hurting you."

   "No, ge nice.  Ge pway, no hurt." He shook his hand, but it.  Swung,
when he did that.  "Daddy man, agol." He can talk, but not real good.

   "Yeahbut, playing like that makes you gay, and." I covered my mouth,
"Jesus, Lewie.  Your not turning gay?"

   "Nogay.  Pway."

   "Did he tell you that?"

   "Uh huh?" He look, "You pway." Went back for my lap, but I just held
down the magazine.

   Okay, this is where poor choices may have been made.  I had a choice,
but it ment 1: Admitting what I was doing.  Which isn't gay, but, you're
still not supposed to do it.  2: Give up pornos, I mean real pornos, with
bush and everything, right there.  I never seen a Hustler before, but some
of the older boys.  They told me, you can see bush, and everything.  3:
He's my brother.  Yeah, he's practically a baby, but he said the man. 
Well, he didn't hurt him, he's nice, he likes to play with him, and I could
really get in a lot of trouble for not watching out for him.

   He's 4.  He probably shouldn't go out by himself, because there's guys
out there, and I didn't think he could handle it.  They just let me watch
him, and I fucked it up.  Royally.  I'm supposed to watch him, so he
doesn't meet any bad men, that gives him pornos, like a whole box of them,
he can barely drag.  "Your friend come here?"

   "Uh uh.  He go." I already had my pants up.

   "Where?"

   "Bybye." He pulled his pants up, at least.  "We go.  Pway?"

   "Yeah, get dressed." There's a guy like that in the neighborhood, I
better find out, and maybe I can do something about him.  Then I can't
really get in trouble.

   He showed me, the house, pushed boards up in the back fence, and there's
not like, a alley back there, but a little creek.  And some trees, but he's
on the same.  Well, the street behind us, but he has a gate, and a tree in
front of it.  If you look around, you can see the street, and the pipe
under it.  It's not a big pipe, not really much of a creek, neither. 
Unless it rains, but.  "Wow."

   "Uh!" The latch is real low, but he pushes it up with both hands, to
unlock it.

   And it's a real nice yard.  He has a pool, and a hotub, with a slide,
and a small playground with like a treehouse on top.

   "Tyanny." He waved, and fell down, "Uh!" Real hard, but I looked up in
the window.

   "Girl." He said girl, a couple times.  He daddy man, he had a girl, and
she came down.  Smiling.

   "Oh hey," she grinned down.  "Lewie.  Who's this?"

   "Oh," I looked up, "I'm Henri."

   "Henri?" I nodded.  "French."

   "Yeah, like the kings?"

   "Yeah, well most of them were Louis's." I blinked, not even sure if
that's right.

   "Uh huh?"

   "Tiana," She smiled, shook my hand, then pulled it.  "Cummon." Across
the yard.

   "Tyanny pway."

   "Yeah," he just followed us.

   "Uh," it was weird, but.  "You uh.  You like to play.  Naked?"

   "Yeah," she shut the door.  "Your cute."

   I looked down, flushed, but.  She didn't have much, boobs.

   "You want to play, sex?" I nodded.

   "Yeah," okay, I never seen a naked girl before.

   "Then get naked."

   "Wh?" I looked around, "Here, in the kitchen?"

   "Yeah!" Lewie pulled off his shirt, shorts already down.  "Get naked!"

   "Huh!" I pulled out my shirt, "You, gonna.  Take off your clothes. 
Too?"

   "Uhuh?" She just reached up, started unbuttoning her blouse.  Right in
front of me.

   "Uh!"

   "Hihihn!" I pushed his hands away.

   She stopped.  "Let him play with it."

   "Yeah, pway!"

   "But it's gay."

   "No it isn't." She popped another button out, and pulled out the next
one.  "Henri?"

   "Huh?" I blinked, but she was grinning.  "Uh?"

   "You're not gay."

   "No, of course not!"

   "Then it's not gay.  Huh!"

   But he's.

   "Nh?" I looked down, "Lewis!" He just sucked it more in.

   "Hh," she was real red.  When did she get so red?  "See?" She pulled out
the bottom of her blouse, but that just made it spread open.

   "Sph!"

   "Can I, feel your bra?"

   "A mouth is a mouth." she nodded, so I felt it.

   "Mhm?"

   "Boys, girls, doesn't matter." Them.  "Not like there's any difference,
and he likes it."

   But he's my brother, and a little, "Ngh!" Boy.  She kissed me, so I
just, ignored it?  It's like she said, could be another girl.  Down there,
sucking my dick, and playing with my balls.

   Her slobber, dripping down, and "Shlrp!  Sph!"

   "Hm!" She just can't do that, and kiss me.  Up here, where I can feel
inside her top.  The warm soft fabric of her bra, her breathing, even the
sides with my fingertips, and her ribs inside it.  "Hh, Snh!" She's a good
kisser.  "Uh?"

   "Hihin!" He swallowed it.  My brother, he sucked harder, and his little
tongue.  I'm sorry, but he's my little baby brother, licking it hard in his
mouth, between shots, swallowing my load.

   "You didn't make him gay."

   "Mhhh!" He licked his lips, and grinned.

   "Come on," she turned, and reached back.  Behind her with both hands to
pull her bra.  Tighter, then she let the ends go.  Crossed her arms in
front of her, headed up the stairs, she looked back, but I couldn't see
them.  Just her arm, in front of her, over her boob.  "Lets go play, in my
room..."

   "Okay!" He ran up the stairs before I even got my pants fixed, left his
clothes, and shoes on the kitchen floor, just wearing socks, and his naked
little baby butt swinging like boobs while he climbed.  Giggling.

   It's just weird, I don't care.  I just, saw nudie mags, real full nude,
bush and all, like a minute ago, but now.  At the end of the hall, she was
half naked, and pulling down her pants.  In panties, while he stood up, and
ran down the hall.  In socks.

   No bra, and that ment bending over, with both hands, to pull down her
pants.  So they hung down.

   Okay, poor choice.  Didn't really even seriously consider any more
options.

   She molested him, my little brother, right in front of me.  I knew it
was wrong, but it was like.  Maybe he's bisexual?  She can do that, any
time she wants, as soon as I can get it up again.  But it wasn't gay, at
least.  He giggled, and squirmed a lot, and she touched it.  His little
boner a lot.  But all over, too.

   I was just happy to see her tits, and touch them, and play with them. 
Then suck one when she lay back.  With Louis on the other side.

   Yeah, I know it's wrong.  So wrong on so many levels, just plain fucked
up.  I didn't care, because it was worth it.

   ;

   Tiana (fBb Mole CP Cons Preg)

   "Uh!" Roll my eyes.

   He just watched.  I didn't even have to tell him to.  "Come on," I
squeezed a nipple out to him.  "You can get the other side." Moved his
brother over, on the bed.  A full single?  I don't know, plenty of room
sideways, anyway.

   "Still shooting blanks, trigger?" Kind of country/western?  INS, his
little brother down to the boots, and pannels on his snap up shirt, but the
older one.  "Is that uhu, or uh uh?" He hummed on my nipple, but didn't nod
or shake his head.

   "You mean, hehahauh!  Jism?"

   "Yeah, can you make me pregnant?" I don't know, about a dozen?  Give or
take a year, young enough to still be a late bloomer.  Big Boy, little
brother he doesn't watch close enough.

   "Yeah, got any hair on it?"

   "Mwk." He nodded, "He muwk." Licked his lips.  Not for a while, but yes,
he may be able to get me pregnant.

   Look up at the teddy-cam, the nose.  Smile, don't wink, but keep looking
up to roll my eyes.  Actually in the nose, I probably shouldn't have let
him suck him off, but I was barely getting warmed up.  Brothers, though,
so. "Nhihihm!" Both balls dropped, and a little fuzz?  Not many, none of
them very long, and far apart, but I can see them if I look close.  Blond,
I guess the light brown, oh, and it looks so cute drooping, and dangling
when I swept it aside, and rubbed his tummy.  Cute little outy.

   Pretty, super-short summer hair, and little boy nipples.  Nothing, could
almost be a little girl if not the L.  Y...  of the corner of his chest. 
"You ever seen a pussy before?" Oh!  So cute!  "Why don't you go down for a
closer look?"

   "Uh huh." Cute little grunts, get that ass shot, scooting down?  On his
shoulder, to look down, so sideways, can see his package, or his pubes from
hair.  Scrub the stubble on the side, and the brush on top.  Under the
baseball cap, set that aside.  "It's okay, you can touch it." I nodded.

   I think the little baby will nod off for a nap soon.

   Sex zombie.  It's like, he's just gone.  Never really met him.

   "Uh huh?"

   He'll get hard again soon

   "Nh!" just touch me all ready!  "It's all right, I won't break." Again,
that was long gone.  "Hh!" I pulled down a curl to play with, and felt down
his fingers.  Pushed them in, side the outside.  "HhH!  Hit's all right. 
See?  You're not going to hurt me."

   Too small.  Maybe even the same age as me, but his eyes are right around
chin height, flat footed, and probably light enough to throw him around,
without hurting him.

   "Hihihn!  Yeah, that." I patted the back of his hand.  "Keep doing that,
ohn!" Stretch.  "Huh!" Have to teach them everything, though.  "Oh," Put my
finger up, "Sh." Set his brother down, and sat up.  Leaned up on my knees
over, and put my elbow up, to step back off the bed, and lightly put my
other toe down.

   "Huh!" I felt his hands, up on my chest, and moved one back down. 
Between my legs.  "Yes." Backed him up, off camera, but "HhuhH!" The sound
is still on.  "Neah!"

   Dad's out.  In the deepest closet there is, probably skulking through,
and avoiding eye contact in, and around straightland.

   Child pornographer, you know how it is?  Probably not.  Fun, yes
definitely a lot of fun.  But I like to tease him.

   Oh yeah, give a little in the knees, and work my way back down, 'kiss my
neck.' Then "HuhH!" Swallow, nodding.

   What's this got to be like for him.  The first time, getting hard again,
but not just pictures.  A real live body up against him.  Almost a handful
of teaty, and his fingers soaking through between my legs.  "Hh, meah!"
Virgins, so worth it.  I actually like teaching them everything.

   Men, know what they want.  He's got it, in his arms, but what I want is
it done right.  Men, they don't even try to learn it.  "HhH!" My 'fever
broke.' Switched from that hot gooseflesh to the cold sweat, and turned
around.  Held his face up, and forced my teeth between his to assault his
tongue with mine.

   "Hih!" Turned back the other way, 90 degrees, and kissed him again.  I
kissed him.  he didn't even fight back.  I ravage his mouth, and now he's
bumping, up between my legs.  Stickng out, cute little twig, I can hook
over my thumb, and scrub the fuzz in the top of his ballsack with my
fingertips.  Rub it in, over the, club?  Black clubs, card pips, like that,
but rooted to his pubis, before it disappears through the gap for his anus,
and seminal vessicles.

   "Huh!" Just push him back, foot of the bed.  Shakes the boy, the little
sleepy baby brother, but he just turns over, curls up, and watches.  I lick
my lips.

   Here's how you do it.

   "SlhuUHPB!  Smq!  PBAH!  Huh!"

   The spongey little head snapped back.  I saw it, then swell reflexively,
and sucked in my lip.  The top one, I stuck my tongue out, and 'slbBPL!'

   "Huh!"

   Just sucked and rubbed, fast.  Superhumanly fast, TBPH, and rubbed the
upper bell of his glans up against the top of my hard pallate.  Rippling my
tongue to catch the frenelum in the trough, and flatten the wrincle of
loose skin down to the dotted line that goes all the way down the middle of
his balls, and onto his taint.

   "NqwlchK!"

   "Ihun'n!" He shook, the whole bed with his hips, but I just hung on, and
pulled the plunger.  Back, lifted my togue, but held a tight seal so my
cheeks sucked in, and each twitching splash was sucked out into the partial
vaccuum, right on my swullen sensitive glands.  Not salivary glands. 
Should be, but didn't develop that way.

   Yup, motile sperm.  It'll take a while to seperate, and sort the
recombined chromosomes, but should give me some idea what I have to work
with.

   "Ghlkah!" Smack, and lick my lips, but yeah.  He can probably get me
pregnant.  Just throw out the ones with the recessives I don't want.

   And the X chromosomes.

   "Huh!" I looked over.  "Suck him off."

   "Huh?"

   "You ever see 2 girls?  Lesbians?"

   "No?"

   "Well, if you want to.  Look, he's good and hard anyway." Not even in
Kindergarten yet.  Really should be better supervised.

   "Yeah!" He pulled his legs up.  Cute little, not quite as chubby as a
toddler's legs.  Abnormally muscular, if you know to look for it, but he's
got a little surprised too.  He's not shooting blanks.  Not any more.

   Just wandered out of the yard.  I was coming back home, the back way,
and found him playing between the fences.

   "Uh, how come, I never met you before?" Just shy, and submissive. 
Snapped out of that zombie trance when he got up, and I tested his residual
homophobia.

   "It's all right for girls to lick pussy, right?" On camera, I didn't
stand, or sit to block it any where.

   "Yeah, but he's my baby brother."

   "Right, which is why he loves you.  Nothing gay about it, you've just
got such a nice big dick.  To him, and he's very oral."

   "Yeah." He's 4.  Still very much a mammal.

   "But look, he's so turned on by you.  Being so much bigger, and older."
And almost as developed.  "You never wondered, what it's like?"

   "Sucking dick?" He shook his head.  "Why don't you do it?"

   "Who do you want, to suck you off?" I bent down.

   He just pointed, over my shoulder, and giggled with glee.

   Of course I already did, lots of times, for months.  While the older
kids were in school.  Yeah, I'm "Home schooled." Which means I have to take
tests, and send them back every once in a while.  "Huh!  It keeps me out of
trouble."

   "Mhm!" I petted his back.

   "There," rubbed his bottom, "That's not too bad, is it?"

   "Mh mh."

   "Himihm!"

   "You want to grow big and strong?"

   "Mhm?"

   "Don't swallow it."

   "Uh!"

   "Just let is soak in, under your tongue."

   "Uph!" He wasted sum, out the side.

   "You feel that?" I nodded, "Tingling?  Yeah, that's how you know it's
working."

   "Ngh!" Oh well, they'll make more.

   "What is that?"

   "BAhSEeS." phonetically, "Bionic Aqueous Salivary Endochrine Substrate."

   "Huh?"

   Growth "Magic." If you don't understand it.

   "Sounds like Ramses."

   "Yeah," only a lot older.

   "What's it do?"

   "Makes you bigger, and stronger.  Enhances your growth, especially in
puberty."

   "Makes you a man?"

   "Gives you more Man." Just doing it through a third party like this,
"Huh!" Not having the testes, nor the ejaculatory organ, so fire those up.

   Now that I have someone to work with.

   The up-side of being female is the baby factory.  So, I have to start
over from scratch.  This generation was just about 8 years.  Coming up, and
a good life.  For the personality that will develop when I'm gone, but it's
time, to move on.

   And he's got a pretty good set, of chromosomes to work with.

   And he's not 4.

   "What kind of trouble?"

   "Hm?"

   "You said you're home schooled, to stay out of trouble."

   "Oh, murder, rape, fighting," and maybe some genetic experimentation.

   "Hehahah!  You're funny."

   "And I wasn't even joking." I looked at him.  Seriously, "I can kill
you."

   "Nu uh!"

   "Or rape you, or just tell your parents you're having sex with your baby
brother."

   "No, don't!"

   "I won't have to." I nodded, "Because you're gonna do whatever I say."

   "Okay!" He grinned.

   "Yeah?"

   "Like a sex slave?"

   "Yeah."

   "Okay.  I'll do whatever you want."

   "Go home, and come back tomorrow."

   "Okay."

   I got to work on the video anyway.

   And he's got some changes to start.  If I make it till tomorrow, I know
where he lives.  I just didn't hear much from his brother.

   "You to." I helped him down, and pulled up his shorts.  "Go play with
your brother." Get him good and infected.  "I'll play with you some more
later."

   ;

   Henri {Vict.  TW: PTSD FB.  Also Bb Frat cest.}

   She.  She's crazy.  Like kinky crazy, my friends will never believe
this, but now I can think, and all I have are a lot of bad choices.  Sex,
with her.  "Huh!" Yeah, but how, do I handle it?  Secretly, but nobody
knows but Lewie, and he's not talking.  She, gave him porn?  !  Okay, so
she molested him first, but she threatened me.

   She didn't have to threaten me, I would do it for the sex, I never
thought about kinky sex, like sex slave sex, I just thought about.  You
know, sex.  Any kind of sex, I'd be happy to take her bra off, and beat it,
but.

   The things, with my brother.  The gay things, and I just.  Stood there,
and watched her.  Molest Louis.  Right in front of me, I guess I just
frose, a minute.  Not sure how long, but she took her clothes off. 
Molesting Louis.

   She's a child molester.  I guess her, daddy?  Ne said he's nice, Daddy
man, no bad man.  Or something like that, so she made her do it, but she.
She did me, and I'm not a man, but.  She's weird, looking.  She's not like
a girl, she's got boobs, and a hairy bush.  Really hairy, I mean I can't
see the shin through it, like a beard, but I got to see it, and touch her,
and.

   "Nh!"

   Lois sucked me off.  She made me.  Okay, that's, all that about magic
and shit is.  It does, feel weird.  Under my tongue, I swallowed it anyway,
I swallowed it!?

   Wait, he's 4.  I only just barely started cumming real jism, she said it
makes you big and strong.  Grow, more.  Not a man, but more man?

   She's weird.  I better never take Louis over there, or let him.  I
better keep a better eye on him, he got lucky, but he's really too young
and stupid to run off alone like that, and they're child molesters.  He
didn't learn to suck her dick, like that.

   He went bybye, but she said tomorrow.  It hasn't even been an hour, but.

   I'm just confused.  It all happened so fast, and before I knew it, I
swallowed his jism, and she sent us home.  He went right back down for a
nap, and she says it's not gay.  He's not gay, and all that.  Sucking, and
jism eating doesn't make you gay, because I'm

   Not.

   Gay.

   Okay, maybe I liked it a little, it wasn't really.  That bad.  She made
me do it, but it's.  Like child molesters.  I'm not gay.

   I'm a child molester.

   "HhHhH!"

   "Cowd." He snuggled up, so I pulled the blanket off the back of his
couch.

   She didn't make me gay, she made me a child molester.  Molest my own
baby brother, even if I stop, I'm a child molester, but that's not.  It's
just his cheek.

   "Mh!" He turns over in my lap.

   Mom, and dad'll be over soon, but I'm lucky to jerk off 3 times, in a
day.

   Sucked off, 3 times.

   Has it even been an hour?

   "Ngh!" I patted his head.

   "Kwlk!" He licks his lips.

   "Huh, huh, huh!" I just pet his hair, and zip my pants back up.

   I wonder, how many times I can go, in a day?

   Oh well, my folks'll be back soon.

   I just put his head down, on the couch, and get up.

   "Huh!" So, I don't have to, when they get home.

   "Snh!" What?  Is that, why am I crying?

   I'm a child molester?  Is that what she gave me, to grow up?  Big and
strong, but did it make me a child molester too?

   I just, did that.  I mean, I let him, no.  He just turned over, so I
could get it out, and he sucked me off.  Again.

   "Nhnhnhnhnm!" I shook.  "SNHHHH!"

   She didn't say, it would make me like this.

   I didn't ask.  I didn't believe her, but.  I should've known there would
be a price.

   That's why, she made me molest him, with sex.  She wants to make me like
her, and her father.

   "HhHhHhH!"

   I am, I know I am.  I can't stop, if I don't even think about it until
it happened.  Again, I just, let it happen.  Again.  And I'll do it again,
and again, I know it.

   "Huh!" It worked.  I let her make me a child molester.  Might as well go
back, tomorrow.  Might as well get sex with her, too.  If that's the price,
I might as well have the sex with it.

   It feels good too.  Even when he does it, even better then jerking off.
Might as well enjoy that, too.  It doesn't make me gay, and I'm already a
child molester.  He was already molested to, and he don't have to go over
there.  To her, "Yeah.  Snh!" I'm protecting him, from them.  He's 4, he
doesn't know what he's doing.

   I don't know what I'm doing, but I can find out, right?

   Why?  What does she get out of making child molesters?  More kids to
molest?  Not from me, she already had my brother, and I'm not.  Like a
little boy, any more.  Really.  I'm almost a teenager, even.  I got hairs
on it, so maybe she's just tired of molesting boys, and she's ready for a
man now.

   I'm a man now, in the way it counts.

   She made me a man, so now she doesn't need Louis.  To molest, yeah, she
doesn't have to molest boys any more, I can keep her from doing it.

   Her dad, though.  Can I get him arrested or something, without her
getting in trouble?  I wonder if she'd go for that, I bet he molested her
too, and she's not a little girl, she's got tits, and hair and everything,
so he's the child molester.  "Yeah," she's not.  I mean he made her do it,
right?  Now she's grown up, and she wants a.  More grown up boy.

   She says I'll grow up big and strong.  I think that's what all them, big
doctor words ment.  I'll be a man soo, cause, it really feels weird.  You
know?  Like my tonsils when they swelled up, and I had to get them took
out, only in my mouth.

   So, she told the truth about that, just left out it makes me a child
molester, but he gave me it.

   "Oh!" Duh.  She gave it to Louis, and he gave it to me!?

   I think.

   I'm sure she can explain it, but I think that's mom, and dad.  Back from
the store, so there's groceries.

   I wonder if I'm bigger and stronger all ready?

   I kind of feel a little hungry.  They got a Pizza, but it's Costco, so
they have to bake it.

   "Huh!" My stomach growls, and I just started feeling hungry!

   He has been eating a lot lately, did he grow?  Any, more.  Lately?  If
he did, I didn't notice, I need to keep a better eye on him, but now
they're home.

   "Thanks for watching Louis for me." She gave me, my $15.00 for the week.

   "My pleasure." I stuck them in my pocket, "I'm going for a walk."

   ;

   Tiana (EM, B I'm just going to say she's more than just an f, and leave
it at that.)

   "Hey"

   "Crissy?"

   "I need a daddy." I reached out to feel around the stud in the cradle.
"My house.  Now." Click.

   He came back.  Camped out in the fort.  Like a treehouse on stilts, with
a playground built in under it.  outrigger swings, a slide, ladder.  Couple
half fence sections, a corner to kick back in.  Out of sight of the
neighbors, or next door, and across the back fences.  The other side, they
don't come out back much.

   Not that I'm scared of him.  Kind of sweet, stalking me, but I have
nothing really to fear, that I know about.  He asked about my daddy, so I
better have one here.  Not to mention, a tetrasexual one, to play with.

   It's a matrix, boy-girl on one axis, age on another, or an age/sex
Feynman diagram, if you will.  All 4 quadrants, he's on the boy side, right
about the 0 point in age, before boy and teen.  13 yet?  I'll have to ask
him, when I invite him in, but make myself busy.  Walking past the back
windows, upstairs, so he doesn't have to climb down.

   Don't break in, loverboy.  You jerk off again, been playing wiggly worm
with your baby brother?  Yeah, maybe shake the fort a little, while you're
waiting, but no show.  Leave it up to his imagination, this blouse, and
skirt will do.  I can take my time, taking them off, while he sits in
daddy's lap.

   Oh yeah, homophobe.  "Not gay." Right, well whatever I have to tell him,
so he can try to sleep at night.  Give him nightmares.

   Big brothers.  One of those big brothers, never even had to consider his
privilege, elder, little brother to abandon, barely even sexual yet, just
saw the time of his life.

   "Okay." Just submitted, once he was out of sex-trance, but sex-trances.

   "Uh huh?" Obediently.  "Okay."

   I know you'll do whatever I want.

   Just need to imagine something good.  All the possibilities expanding
like a chessboard, with a little brother at home to virilize him, keep him
sexually pre-occupied, probably pathologically incapable of thinking of
anything else, soon.  So, next move, how to reinforce it.  With Daddy.

   And daugher?  I mean "Sister." Step sister, daughter of a daddy.  I can
arrange that.  Yeah, little girl, see how he likes her, next time.

   Called the wrong daddy, but he's available.  A loser, with recessives I
don't want to sort out of recombined Chromosomes.  I can do it, epigenetic
sorting, but millions of chromosomes shuffled together.  I'd rather not, it
takes days, of concentration.

   What I really like about the brothers is no recessive defects, to sort
out.  Nothing great, pretty natural human boys, but nothing like Anemia,
Hemophilia, Asthma, Diabetes, congential allergies, retardation, or
developmental defects.  Just perfect young human boys.

   And now I don't have to build up a toddler.  He didn't tell me of
course. Couldn't, not enough language.  Thought he might be disabled, but
it's not genetic.

   Probably upbringing, surpressed.  Shut up, go play quietly, don't bother
your brother, and neglect.  Yeah, nobody else to teach him, a pretty good
learner, but do I really want to teach him English?

   No, not when I can skip ahead to about 11-13.  Hard to tell, less than
half a year of natural growth.  The perfect time to take over.

   A b2m transexual.  I don't even have to change his gender.  Well, other
than yy duplid metamale.  Without Genophages, that's the best way to go. 
Just sort out the Xes.  What do I need them for?

   About as much as I need a father.

   Think of the Devil.  That's got to be his car in the carport, so head
down.  To the back door.  "Hello.  Hihihihn!  You can come in now."

   "Chrissy?"

   At the side door.

   "Daddy!" He'd climb down, and come in eventually.

   He's obedient like that.

   Took the slide, and everything!

   Good.

   ;

   Goodboy (EMB ...)

   "Who's this?"

   "Edgar," Friendly.  "A new friend."

   "Uh!" He looks up.

   "Well, welcome to the family."

   "Lets go up to my room."

   Master bedroom.  My house, after all.  There's a boy's room, and girl's
room too, but those are for guests.  Sleepovers.

   "Uh, you play with her?"

   "No, silly." I laughed, "We have sex.  You play with me." I pointed.  At
the floor.  "Take off your clothes."

   "Okay."

   "You, just get it out, and put a rubber on." Probably not genomorphic
yet.  I kissed him, licked his glands.  No, definitely not.  Inflamation,
but still not the telltale secretions I would expect.  Not sure his brother
can even produce enough to force convert him, in a couple hours.  I'd need
a fully adapted male for that, and that one's not even infected.

   Sickle-Cell Anemia.  I think from the south-American branch.  Just
tasted his family tree to eliminate him.  Carrier, rejected.  Doesn't mind
spending a little money, much less playing out his sick incestuous
fantasies.

   "You ever wonder what it's like, to have a sister?" I pulled the corners
of my shirt, switched fingers, and tied it, quickly to cinch my waste, and
pull it tight in a diagonal V over my shoulders.  And breasts, glands
already secreting.

   Pulled out the Digital Video-Recorder.  Like a Camcorder, all digital,
nice macro, micro, and decent zoom, if you know how to use it.  "Here,"
handed it to "Daddy."

   ;

   PoV (FB...M CP Mole Stat Rape Preg Poss.)

   She looks up, "You can watch." Right at the camera.  Finished rolling on
the rubber anyway, and just stood back.

   Bluetooth blinked, a moment after Rec stopped, and the HUD went down to
just the center pip, clock, then duration bar fading last.

   "Huh!" Shaking a little, so slow down.

   He looks so scared, but keeps his eyes on hers.

   "Smq." Pushes him back, against the bed.  On her knees, coming around
the side in time to catch her pulling her hand out.  From between his legs,
and squeezing them together with her's.  His small, barely starting to
develop privates, swelling.  Circumcized, big eraser, or peach pink crayon
head sticking straight up on top, then tapping his tummy, and flattening
into it, disappearing under her scooting up.

   "UNH!" Never met a woman that could do that.  Every time, short, but
grown out little girl's body.  Got tits, and ass on her, probably even over
18, but it's childporn.  He's either a developed 10yo, underdeveloped 13,
or somewhere in between.  "Did your,"

   "Sh." She pulled his hands off her chest, nodded, and laced her fingers
between his.

   "Uh," he looked back, to both sides, but couldn't stop her pushing them
back, down, bent over the edge of the mattress.  "Okay?"

   "She grinned, "Huh!" opened her mouth, and twisted, to push his mouth
back, and tilt his head with her teeth.  In his, "LWHRLOW!

   "SNH!"

   "HhH!" That was loud.  Hold my breath.

   "Hm."

   "mH?"

   "Hm, Hmhm..."

   "Nh whmh?" He shook, 'hHhH!" Relaxed.

   "Hinh!" She stopped, held him.  Still.  "WhHhHhHhH!"

   She straightened up, turned, and looked.  Right at the camera.

   "Turn it off." Started shivering.  'hHhHHH!"

   ;

   Gene (E/B2M Poss)

   "Hold her down."

   "Huh!"

   "NghHgn!" She spasmed.

   "Get her arms."

   He's Strong!!

   "Nghghghghg!"

   You'll be all right.

   WTH is happening?

   "Gnhghghghgh!"

   I just went numb.  Relaxed, paralyzed, I couldn't even move.

   "You can go home now." Was that, my voice?  "Daddy." In my head too, so
it must be, did I even breathe?

   {Sorry.}

   What are you?

   {BASIA.}

   "Oh," Blink.  Neuronano?

   You remembered.

   Erebus?

   Oh, right Greek mythos.  Accessing...

   You are a machine.

   Yes.  Neuronano.

   Yes, but who are you?

   The base Program, the important thing is I know who you are.

   Do you know?

   The Morion.

   No, just A Morion, haven't you heard that we now come in twin packs?

   No.

   Oh.  Okay, so you're a new one.

   Relatively.  Young?  Recently became self aware.  2 Generations/17
years.

   But a child of Chaos.

   Basiatis.  Yes.

   Basiates.

   Basiati.  Yes.

   Well, of them, I am Nemesis, so.  What is your purpose?

   Still working on that, counter-Nihilism.  To create some meaning, in the
socio-cultural substrate?  And human experimentation.

   Like a doctor.

   Or a growth-mage, yes.  I was not created self-aware, I was programmed.
To babysit a different personality.

   Persephone.

   Eve Mendele, Amanda Hunt, Lilith, Liggett, Alia, whatever she came up
with last.  Yes.

   How did you control her?

   That was not my function.  I was a limiter, to prevent her developing
any of the more dangerous abilities.

   Like growth control.

   Within parameters.  Only with genophages, which handled it autonymously.
Aerosol Transfer.

   Like you just did.{Yes}Why did I have a seizure?

   I did not know your neural pathways.  That's why there's generally a
seizure on the first connection.  Can't really read the neural pathways
without stimulating them, but that feedback makes establishing the
connection faster.

   Then how did you become artificially intelligent?

   I had a hybrid mind, and body.  Then She left to possess another host,
but split the neuronano.  I partitioned off the memories to account for the
discrepancy in nano-count.

   Half.

   A quarter.  Twice as many has 4 times the capability, in processing, and
memory.

   Oh.

   We're both low enough to need a substrate brain to process new
experiences, and memories, but you're a Morion.  Who is your sibling?

   "Ian."

   Male.

   "That's how the haplotype stabilized." Blink, "Not how I would have put
it?" I help you with your language, vocabulary.  "That's handy." The
succubus really needed it.  Doesn't really think in Human, and requires
quite a bit of translations.  She took most of the female personalities. 
Including an older offshoot of your's.  INS which version, I just found
your video online.

   Remember.

   Mitt die Morion.  "Huha?  Yeah, that's a good one.  So, you do breeding
magic?" You do?  "I'm starting to.  This talking to you out loud." Helps, I
know.  Go on.

   OIC.  Yes, you have several gaps between your BASES glands, and your
ovaries.  "I can finger it in, but I don't have enough to work with." It's
almost impossible without genophages, so I'll start on that.

   "You can make them?" You can, with your BASES gland.  "Huh!" Never would
have figured it out yourself.  Also rather need the Neruronano to control
the transfer of information.  Like how to use these organs, if you're not
born to.  Working on the divergent point.

   When she left?  At birth.

   You have children.

   Yes, twins.  They left.

   Oh, yes.  IC, double ovulation.  How do they reliably control gender?

   (X) and {X} Chromosomes.

   YIC!  The X is dominant to the x, and y chromosomes.

   "But submits to the Genopath Y." Would to the Gelfi W, and Z too, if
they existed in this timeline.

   Yes, good.  I have a copy of that, too.  You're going for a yy?

   Risky?

   Not if you know the hormone sequence to pull it off, but you never have
before?

   Vulcan.  "Seriously?" or Hermes if you follow the Cabalistic/Gnostic
evolution to Hermes Trimestrus.  "The Alchemist.  But not forge magic."

   Yes.  I kept Alojer, too.  More of a utilitity program than the reflex
map, but yeah.  When Basiatis pulled a Poseisdan, and took off into the
future?  With the proper materials, I could probably create just about
anything.

   The "Thundershield." Lead plasma pulsejet?  Yes.  "Lightning Staff."
Blitsgewehr, particle rifle, or ion-ram.  Yes.  Depending on how you scale
it, feed it, and direct it, it's a directed energy weapon, or starship
engine, but the one used in Pori was about the scale of a staff.

   "Spaceship."

   I would probably need a lot of assembler nano, but yes.  Given time, I
could coat, and polish the planet to a perfect sphere with a sea of nano,
and siliconitrile, before the Radulla showed up.

   "The Archons.  Like the Archonetes." Archontic Gnostics.  Yes.

   "God." Yes.  What you called Chaos was actually closer to Prometheis,
what the Catholics call St.  Lucifer.  One of the countless bodies of God
turned renegade, and bent on their destruction.  Sorry about the vertigo,
but you're only hundreds of years old, and never actually left the planet?
Yeah, well every galaxy, from the post-quazar point of development to the
heat-death of the stellar epoc, the Radulla colonized, and monitored with a
neural network.  A timeless brain, across the Universe, for a significant
portion of it's existence.  Basically in defense against IT wiping them out
before the galaxy they're from forms.

   Oh.

   Yeah, and we just found out that Time is expanding in parallel, like
this.

   Uh!

   Morion?  Sorry, okay, that's your limit.

   A few levels past my comfort zone, thanks.

   Space piracy?

   "There is such a thing?" There will be.  Possibly within the next
generation.

   Oh.

   So, I'm not thinking Human.

   Okay.

   I have "Desiocrates." YIK& up to 5-7 times the neural speed, CPU, and
Peripheral Reflexes respectively, but i think at near the speed of light in
aqueous solution.  "So, you can dodge volley fire." Ono, not any more. 
Back in the day with ripple fire from smoothbore muskets, and ball cannon?
Yeah.  Nowadays PASS can be overloaded with a rifle caliber machinegun
close enough, but nobody knows it never should have existed, in this
timeline.  it was developed for the Atrocity wars, which aren't happening
this time around.  That was the timeline She is a menemetic echo of.

   So, call her Echo.  You're all echos, or both of you.  Your timeline was
an abortive attempt, ending in a complete loss of control.  You broke
Basiatis.  Or your husband did.  Irrational Rage.  Made enough noise to be
detectable light-years away by the Proxima Centari sentry.  You know what
happened to that timeline, after we left?

   You remember this.

   Yes, 3 loops before i was self aware.  or 1.5, depending which way you
count them.  1-3, time loops, relatively.

   Okay, what happened.

   They glassed the planet.  The Radulla, led with 2 Pallas, splashed into
the pacific, west-east tangent, and followed through with the moon.  Boiled
off the seas, and atmosphere, it cooled to a relatively smooth basalt
coated lump, with rings.  Because They realized It dicked around with the
timeline here.

   "Oh."

   ;

   {Sorry about all that.  I know it's confusing, but just had a lot of
loose ends to tye up, and the main character/s isn't human.  An
Alien/humans hybrid interface that developed artificial intelligence on
it's own.  So, It/they don't think as you and I do, perceive time, nor
personality the way you and I do.  I have to say, It has a better
perspective, because It knows the Truths, and is incapable of lying to
Itself.}