INVENTION
Part 2
Sandy had trouble sleeping. He kept fantasying about using the Device on every girl in school, trying to decide who his first subject would be. On Saturday morning, he sat at his desk and made a list of all the girls he thought he’d like to fuck, ranking each one for looks, personality, and general sex appeal. He decided that he also had to rate them on the chance that they would agree to go to the lake with him, so he added another column. He considered turning the Device on in the middle of a class, say Civics, but realized that the chaos if it worked as expected would not be worth the risk. Sandy went to the basement, suddenly afraid that one of his parents would look inside the knapsack, and carried the Device upstairs to his bedroom. His parents were in the kitchen, eating breakfast. They were off to an Elk’s picnic, his father said, and should be back by suppertime. His mother gave him a quick hug as she picked up her purse.
“What’s in the bag?” she asked. His heart jumped. He hadn’t finished sewing up the cushion and he knew if anyone looked at his Device they were bound to ask him why wires were sticking out everywhere.
“Just some schoolwork,” he replied. “And stuff for the Science Fair.”
“You’ve been spending an awful lot of time working on that,” his father said. “Just make sure your studies don’t suffer. And I hope the reward is worth the effort.”
“Oh, I expect it will be,” he grinned, watching as they left for the car. He proceeded upstairs to work on his list. As he went to his room he noticed Sammy in her room with the door open, reading a magazine, stretched out on the bed in her bathrobe. Sandy knew she had cheerleading practice on Saturdays.
“What’re you doing home?” he asked.
“Practice was cancelled. Haven’t you noticed it’s pouring rain outside? And there’s basketball practice in the gym. They postponed it, so I’ve got plenty of time.”
Sammy was lying in about the same position she’d been in when he peeked at her before. Of course, she had her robe on now, and her hands weren’t buried in her pants, but seeing her slim body and exposed long legs, Sandy had a flashback to his earlier view. Knowing it was wicked, he mentally added his older sister to his list. He quickly crossed her off again. She was his own sister! But he was really curious to know if the Device would work. And if it worked on Sammy, he figured, it’d work on just about anybody. He decided there was no time like the present to test his new model on a human subject. Besides, he had a test line with her—the old Device had seemed to have quite an effect. But how to get away with it?
He thought a long time, mentally trying one strategy then another. A distraction, he thought. What to use for a distraction? He had an inspiration and went back to the basement where he picked up a test tube. He put a few drops of rat urine into it, then went to his mother’s room and added a drop of perfume from one bottle and a drop from another. He sniffed it, and it smelled strangely sweet and musky, almost familiar. He went to the den and added a few drops of whisky and some white creme de menthe, smelling it and mixing in different liquors until he was satisfied that the result didn’t smell like anything he recognized. Then he returned upstairs to his bedroom and wired the ON/OFF switch for the Device into the straps of his knapsack. He put his hand next to the coil and switched it on. He felt the familiar tingle at the base of his neck.
Sandy waited. One pulse. Two pulses. Three pulses. Right on time. Then he closed the knapsack and walked into his sister’s room. He stood by the door thinking, making sure he had his scenario straight.
“Can I talk to you a minute?” he asked.
“Sure,” she said, demurely gathering her long legs under herself as she sat up on the bed. Sandy felt his heart pound as he thought about what he was about to try. “What’s up?”
“I wanted to talk to you about hormones. And perfume.”
“Okay,” she said, putting down the magazine. “What’s up?”
“I blended this stuff up at school. I think it smells something like human pheremones, and wanted your opinion. Do you think I could market it as a perfume?”
He reached into the knapsack and pulled out the test tube, loosening the cork and handed the tube to her. He dropped the knapsack on the floor next to the brass headboard of her bed. He suddenly wondered whether the conductive metal would shield the subject. Maybe it would act as an antenna? She took it, removing the top. She sniffed, wrinkling her nose. “Phew! It smells awful! I don’t think anyone I know would wear it! You may know a lot about phere-whatevers but you sure don’t have a nose for perfume!”
“Maybe it’s just too concentrated?” he said in a hopeful voice, secretly turning on his transmitter just as the vial passed under his sister’s nose again. “Try it again, this time not so close.”
His sister passed the vial under her nose one more time, then gave it back to him. He had timed it perfectly so that the shiver that seemed to accompany the transmitter was concealed by her reaction to the smell. “Ugh. Still awful.” She exhaled and pressed her fingers to her nose, as if brushing away an insect. “Ugh again, I can still smell it!”
He watched as another small shiver passed over her body. One second later there was another. The Device was working! At least he thought it was. He switched it off, hoping that the chain reaction he’d noticed in the rats would take its course. Sammy shook her head. “I think it made me a little dizzy. What’s in it, anyway?”
“Just some of the chemicals I’ve been using. I thought it smelled really nice. Sort of sexy.” He took a sniff himself. Silently, he agreed with her. The stuff smelled really bad.
“I think you need a nose examination,” she said, breathing deeply. She thought a second, then shook her head as if clearing her thoughts. Right on time, he thought to himself. Then she looked at him strangely. “Or maybe you don’t know what sexy smells like.”
“What does ‘sexy’ smell like?” he asked innocently. She looked at him again, then leaned back on the bed. Another shiver. He put the stopper back on the vial and returned it to the knapsack, turning off the Device.
“Ugh! Nothing like that! That stuff’s awful. Sexy is like smooth and clean. Sort of like a guy’s body after he’s taken a shower. Like when you kiss someone and smell his neck while he touches your throat with his lips. That makes me all shivery, you know? And makes my, uh, my breasts sort of tingle, like they are now. Sort of tingly and smooth and soft . . .” Her voice trailed off and her hand reached toward her chest. Then she pulled it away quickly, realizing her brother was watching. “Ummm . . . you know what I mean?”
“Not really,” Sandy said, moving further from the bed. It’s working, he thought to himself. The damn thing really works! “What kind of tingle?”
“I don’t think we should talk about this,” she replied, her words coming thickly. Her eyes had a glassy look. “I think maybe I should be doing homework or something, and maybe you could leave me alone for a while. Okay?”
“No, no, Sammy. I really want you to tell me. What kind of tingle?” He wanted to be sure the Device worked. He figured he’d watch her reaction a little longer, just to be sure, then listen at the door like before. Maybe he’d even leave it open a bit, just to see what was happening.
His sister looked at him sharply, then he saw her expression soften. She gave him what could only be called a sexy, come-hither smile.
“Starting here,” she said, brushing her soft hair away from her neck. She traced her finger from her neck down to her shoulder. “And here.” Her hands lightly touched her breast through the terrycloth robe. Sandy watched as the flesh jiggled slightly. He felt a stirring in his prick as his sister stretched out her legs. “And little shivers slowly moving down your body to here,” she continued, her voice low pitched and her hand brushing down past her stomach, pressing her robe into her crotch. “And then back up to here,” as her hands returned to her breasts.
Sandy watched as his sister’s hand slipped inside the terry robe, opening it partway. He could see right inside the robe even though she was almost straining to hold back her hands. She licked her lips and let the robe fall half open. His prick rose in jerks as he looked for the first time at the soft mounds of female breasts. Jesus, even her nipples were visible! He saw she was wearing a thin lacy bra and as he watched her hand passed it, over the erect nipple visible through the white cloth. He felt another tingle at the back of his neck and Sammy appeared to forget he was there. She opened the top more. Now he could see both tits. He noticed with more than scientific detachment that both her nipples were fully erect. This was even better than he’d expected, for a first try anyway. His sister looked up at him. “Look, Sandy, I’ve got things to do. You better go now.”
Sandy remained where he was, thinking he’d watch a bit more. As a scientific study of his Device, of course. But his hand brushed over his jeans, pushing his stiff prick down a little. He pulsed the Device again. “What kind of things?”
“Oh, Sandy! What’s happening to me?”
“I don’t know,” he replied. “What do you mean?”
“Do you really want me to show you?” she asked, her voice husky and almost a whisper. She was looking up at him out of the corner of her eye, her hand toying with the edge of her robe, easing it up her legs.
“Sure,” he said.
Sandy watched amazed as his sister’s fingers slowly undid the knot at her waist and she let the robe fall completely open, looking right at him. God! Was she built! Her breasts were really well developed, standing out nicely from her body. His eyes roamed down her body, past her flat stomach and to her pink bikini panties. Her legs were slightly parted and he could make out the furrow of her pussy under the material. A tangle of hair was barely visible escaping through the silky material covering her crotch. Sammy squeezed her legs together and slid her finger beneath the brassiere, lightly stroking her nipple, lying back with her fingers softly stroking herself as she reached her other hand down towards her panties. His excitement rising, he watched her fingers slip beneath the elastic waistband. She raised her knee slightly, then brought her hand back up to her breast, pushing it upward slightly. Sandy watched her knead the soft tit flesh as a pink blush spread down her chest. He didn’t know if it was excitement or embarrassment, but she closed her eyes with a sigh as if giving in to the strange feelings sweeping through her.
One of his sister’s hands moved right inside the cup of her bra, and the other one wandered back down her stomach, tracing a light line over her navel, inching downward as she tried again to resist the overpowering sexual urges that flooded her brain. But her hand slid lower and lower, beyond her ability to control it, until her fingers were beneath the elastic waist of the panties, then all the way to her crotch, between her legs. She gave him a long soulful look and closed her eyes. This time, though, her fingers began pressing together the two sides of her pussy, squeezing her sex tightly together and then releasing it. Again and again she did this. She was actually letting him watch her masturbate!
Sandy watched his sister writhe on the bed, her eyes closed, then he reached toward her bra. He knew she could feel his fingers as he touched the clasp and with fumbling fingers worked it open. The cups fell off her chest, exposing her mounds to his hands. When he let his fingers graze an erect nipple, Sammy’s eyes flew open and she started to protest, moaning as she struggled to get the words out. She seemed to change her mind and began brushing her erect pink nipples with her own fingers, sighing with pleasure as he watched. She took one stiff nipple between her finger and thumb and squeezed it, her other hand rubbing up and down between her legs.
“Oh yes!” she sighed as she felt the cool air on her naked tit flesh. “That’s right!” He peeled the robe all the way open, her flat stomach and full hips now showing. Between her legs was a rounded hill with a slight furrow at the bottom. Holding his breath, he reached out to her pinched nipple, naked between her fingers and he touched it. She moaned at his touch, then opened her eyes in surprise.
Sandy wanted to find out how far he could go with his sister. He knew she was something of a sexual prude, and if the Device would work with her, it would probably work on anyone. He figured that this was as much as would happen, but decided to give the Device one more chance. As Sammy started to remove her hand from her panties. he kept one hand on her nipple and with the other secretly activated the Device again. She sighed and closed her eyes, then began stroking down her smooth skin towards her panties just as the next jolt caused another little shiver, raising her another level in sexual arousal, then he felt another shiver and then a third, each two seconds apart, just as he’d programmed the Device. Her fingers had returned to her pussy, slipping down over her thin underwear. She started to slowly run her finger up and down over her slit, looking at him with half-closed eyes. Then, sighing, she slid her hand inside her panties and began stroking herself again, up and down. She closed her eyes, murmuring that he should really leave now, but her hands reached out to him as if to pull him closer.
Sandy was amazed. His older sister, the ice maiden, was openly masturbating right in front of him. He watched for a few seconds then switched the Device off and pulled his tee-shirt over his head, thinking he would lie on the bed with her and feel her tits pressing into his chest. He wondered if she’d really let him do that. He checked to be sure her eyes were still closed, then decided to give her one more jolt, just to be sure.
“Where else does it tingle?” he asked, his fingers resting on her stomach right above her panties as her body tensed with the next oscillation. He could feel the heat coming from her pussy.
“Oh God!” she sighed, feeling his fingers. “That feels so nice! But we shouldn’t be doing this. Oh Sandy, we shouldn’t!”
Her hands moved to his near her crotch and he thought she was going to push his fingers away. Her hips were making involuntary up and down thrusting movements, very small but still perceptible. Suddenly she cried out, “Oh YES! YES!!! Right here!”
Sammy let one leg fall off the side of the bed, exposing the strip of panty material emerging from between the globes of her ass and covering her mound. Her brother could see her rear pressing against the bed and could make out a stain of liquid spreading from her crotch through the material of her panties. He saw her ass contract with a quiver, and realized the Device had cycled again, beginning another series of transmissions. She traced her fingers around the edges of her panties, sighing again with sexual excitement. Sandy lowered his hand until his fingers were resting on his sister’s panties, right over the apex of the vee of soft hair, then traced down the narrow furrow between her legs. He could feel her pussy quiver, once every two seconds as again and again the Device worked its magic. He lightly drew his fingers upward, keeping a slight pressure as he felt the soft mound of her sex through her damp panties. He used his fingers to squeeze the sides of her flesh together, as she had done, and again she moaned, spreading her legs wider to give him access, arching her back. Sammy’s body shook as his finger touched a small button of flesh and her eyes flew open, almost in shock. She gasped as she saw her brother had removed his top, but then reached up and rubbed her hand over his chest, tickling his own nipples.
He started to take his fingers away, but his sister reached down and firmly pressed them against her flesh again. He realized he had found her clitoris and pushed against it. Sammy began to press her hips upward, forcing her pussy against his hand every time the Device pulsed. Little cries of pleasure began to escape her lips with each pulse. She put her hand right on his, pressing his finger down hard against her panties. Sandy hooked his fingers under the elastic waist of the panties and slid them down over her hips, exposing her fluffy patch of blond pubic hair. Sammy urgently lifted her hips off the bed, allowing him to slip her panties down her hips and he could smell the wonderful smell of cunt as he returned his finger to the magic spot. The soft blond hairs below her pussy mound were wet and matted against her white flesh. He kept one finger on the tiny button of flesh and slid the other ones down deeper between her legs, parting her moist slippery cuntal lips.
When she felt her panties being removed, Sammy couldn’t wait any longer. As his fingers pressed into her most secret recesses her own hands flew to her brother’s jeans and fumbled with the buckle. She tugged at the belt which opened suddenly, the snap at the top of his jeans popping open at the same time. Sammy yanked down the zipper and pulled her brother’s jeans down his hips. His cock popped out, stiff and straight, and she curled her hands around it, murmuring softly to herself. Sandy was so excited he barely remembered to make sure the Device was off. It was.
He let his fingers trace back up her thighs and she moaned yet again, spreading her legs far apart, giving him a view of her entire naked pussy. The sides of her pussy were bright pink and he could see wet lubrication as her hole opened to him. He touched her exposed cuntal hole and found it was squishy wet, fluid almost dripping out. His finger slipped between the lips again, going deeper this time and her whole body jerked with pleasure, her hands giving his erect organ a hard squeeze as he felt her cunt squeeze his fingers. He could feel a membrane blocking his way and knew for sure that his pretty sister was still cherry.
Without removing his fingers Sandy stepped out of his bluejeans, pulling off his sneakers with his other hand. He drew his finger up the furrow of Sammy’s wet pussy until he was at the top. A spasm of pleasure racked her body. With his thumb he experimentally flicked the button of flesh buried between her soft cuntal lips and was rewarded with another contraction of her cunt and of the fingers holding his erect cock. He kept up the rhythm of the Device, once every two seconds, even though his invention was switched was off, figuring she’d been conditioned to it.
As if in response, his sister pulled him onto the bed with his stiff cock, urgently trying to fit him between her legs. She seemed in an awful hurry, but then lifted her head and touched each of his nipples with her lips, her eyes open wide and her hands still struggling with his hips as if trying to figure out how to jam his cock into her pussy. She began sucking on his nipples, her hips thrusting up and down now in bigger motions, faster and faster, about one every half second and she was groaning, telling him to hurry.
Sandy climbed onto the bed. His sister never let go of his cock, pulling it to her open pussy as he lay naked between her legs. He felt a jolt of pleasure when his cock head touched her wet open pussy. Sammy rubbed the head of his cock up and down on herself, arching her hips on the bed and crying out with pleasure. On the next thrust of her hips he felt his organ slide between her wet cuntal lips, actually penetrating the slippery cuntal canal, stopping just at the entrance. Her fingers were around his cock, pulling it into her body and she kept murmuring “Hurry! Hurry! Oh put it in!. Put it in there!”
He felt resistance. He couldn’t get past her virgin membranes. She pulled on his cock, stuffing it into herself and he felt a sudden tearing sensation as he took her maidenhead, but his sister was too far gone to notice. He leaned forward, holding her and crushing her tits against him as his cock slid into his sister’s cunt. It was so hot and tight he couldn’t believe it!
Sammy cried out again and again in pleasure as his cock slid right up into her hot pussy and he began ramming his stiff dick in and out, his crotch slamming against hers and pushing her ass down into the mattress. Her legs were wrapped around his ass, holding him tight inside her body. She was kissing and lapping his face again and again, and he responded, kissing his sister full on the lips for probably the first time in his life. He felt his cock slide against the tight wet flesh of her tight cunt again and again. In return she thrust her tongue into his mouth then sucked his own into hers, pressing her full firm tits against his body and rubbing them from side to side. He’d never even heard of a woman getting this turned on and he knew he was going to cum too quickly. He was afraid he couldn’t resist shooting his hot sperm into her but he didn’t want the experience to end.
Sandy tried to pull his dick out of his sister’s spasming quim, but she cried out almost in frustration, trying to get him back inside with her hands, her cunt squeezing him tightly inside her body, writhing on the bed and moaning with desire. He pulled her hands off his cock, seconds away from cumming, trying to think what to do next.
Sandy used all his strength to hold his sister’s hands away from his organ as he lifted his hips to pull his cock out of her tight pussy. He had to strain to pull against her powerful gymnast’s legs, which were wrapped around his ass trying to pull him back inside. He fingered her clit again while he recovered, but she kept telling him to put it back in, begging him not to stop. He worked himself down her body and lowered his head to her mound. He touched her clitoris with his lips, running his tongue up and down her slit. Sammy almost shouted, saying “No! No! Oh please no!” but her back arched in response and her legs parted. He lapped up her slit, pushing his tongue inside her while she kept murmuring “No! No! Oh Please no!” But she still moved her hips up and down, pushing her pussy against his probing tongue again and again.
When he thought he wouldn’t cum immediately, he returned his cock to her quim. Sammy immediately changed her chant to “Yes! Yes! Oh please yes!” and he slid into her again, loving the tight feeling of his rock hard shaft inside her tight cunt. Again and again they fucked, his shaft sliding in and out of the tight pussy and rubbing right against the tiny button of flesh that was exposed by her widely spread legs. He could feel her pussy spasm around his cock and she bit the pillow to keep from crying out, holding his ass tightly with her legs and pushing his body tight against her. They fucked harder and harder, Sammy reaching one climax after another, impaled on her brother’s cock. Finally Sandy pulled out just as his organ began gushing sperm which flew in thick spurts all over her flat stomach, wetting her blond pubic hairs.
To his amazement, his sister was still thrusting her hips up and down, crying out in excitement, so he moved his body down until his lips were at once more at her open cunt and began lapping her clitoris. She immediately arched her back, lifting herself to give him better access, and spread her legs far apart. He thrust his tongue deep into his sister’s hot wet crack. She cried out again and again as multiple orgasms swept through her. He sucked and lapped, tasting his own cum and her fluids, a tangy unfamiliar taste. She kept climaxing, again and again, wrapping her legs around his head this time to keep his mouth close to her spasming cunt. As his jaw got sore he wondered if maybe he hadn’t overdone the Device a little. She squeezed his head with her thighs, raising her knees in the air and his ears burned from the friction. Still she wouldn’t let him stop, crying out again and again.
Finally she collapsed on the bed, unable to continue any more, her hands still working at her own pussy, gently pressing it and exploring as if to see if anything was broken. He could see she could feel his wet sperm on her pussy hairs and she lowered her hand to her open cunt, then pulled her fingers away.
Sandy sat up in the bed, between his naked sisters legs, rubbing his sore ears. He was amazed at the effect his Device had had. It passed any expectation! He realized that his prick was sore. He guessed the last few jolts he’d given her hadn’t been necessary, and decided to put an automatic shutoff control on it, just in case he forgot. His sister was recovering. She began sobbing with confusion and exhaustion, saying she was sorry, and that maybe they better get dressed. He was a little relieved, because he wasn’t sure he could do another round of fucking right now. He watched his sister roll over on her stomach, crying into the pillow. Sandy supposed he should feel guilty, but his eyes roved over her supine form, noticing the smooth curves of her tight buttocks and thighs, and he stroked lightly up her legs, telling her it was all right.
“No it isn’t,” she sobbed. “God, I never let anyone even touch me there, and now we’ve done it all the way! What could I have been thinking?”
“Maybe it isn’t our fault,” he lied, still gently stroking her smooth ass cheeks. To his astonishment, his prick stirred in response. Not now, he thought. Down boy. More for you later. He gave her the story he had invented.
“Maybe it was that goo I mixed up, like maybe it was stronger than I thought, and we got carried away because of it. But I’m not that sorry. It was the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever had.”
Sammy rolled over on the bed, her teary eyes meeting his as she sat halfway up on the bed. Her breasts jiggled and he felt his cock twitch again, getting stiffer. She began talking softly, in a wondering voice.
“Oh, I know! I just couldn’t help myself, and it felt so wonderful! Soooo wonderful. Like fireworks and stars and so so good!.” She looked down at his crotch and gave him a little smile. “At least I’m glad it felt good for you. And at least you pulled out before you, you know. . .”
She reached for a box of tissues near her bed and turned her back to him, carefully wiping off the droplets of sperm he had shot onto her belly. Then she looked pained. “But I don’t know if it was that stuff, you know. Oh God, Sandy. Lately I’ve been getting these, you know, urges. I asked you to leave, you know. I mean, maybe I’m becoming some kind of nymphomaniac or something. Like I have to do myself, you know, like down here, all of a sudden. And I just can’t resist. I think I’m going crazy!”
Sandy thought to himself. He didn’t want to tell her about the experiments he’d been doing with her cat, or with the rats in the basement, but perhaps his coil had been leaking radiation through the house. He really wasn’t sure what the effective range of the device was, and there had been several unexplained oscillations while he was testing it. Maybe Sammy had been in the basement, doing laundry perhaps.
“I bet it’s the chemicals I’ve been playing with,” he lied again. “I’ve been having the same effect, but I thought I had diluted them enough this time. I’ve been thinking about how pretty and sexy you are, and how incredibly sexy your body is, for weeks, and even fantasized doing it with you. Maybe I should pour the stuff down the sink!”
Sammy laughed ruefully. She covered her naked breasts with her hands. “And turn on everyone who walks by a sewer? Oh Lord, Sandy. What’re we going to do now? I mean what if Mom and Dad ever found out?”
“Hmmm,” Sandy said. “I wonder if they’ve noticed any effect? I mean, the fumes of this stuff must have leaked out, you know. I’ve been noticing that I get pretty horny too, but I figured it was just being a boy, you know?”
“Now that you mention it, they have been going to bed earlier.” Sammy almost laughed. “But you know they ARE married. Do you really think that this all is because of some chemicals?”
She waved her hands over her naked body, then realized she was sitting talking to her brother stark naked. She pulled the bedclothes around herself.
“It seems that way. I mean, you ARE the most beautiful girl in school, and it’s not like I’m not affected by that, but I don’t think this ever would have happened if you hadn’t sniffed that goo. Or if I hadn’t.”
“Uh, Sandy, do you think you could go now so I could get dressed?”
“Okay. Let me get my stuff.” Sandy picked up his jeans and underwear from the floor, pulling them on. He noticed that his sister watched him dress, not taking her eyes away when he tucked his semi-erect cock into his undershorts. Maybe a residual effect of the Device, he thought to himself, pulling his tee-shirt over his head. He pulled on his sneakers and stood up.
“You better hurry,” he said, looking at the clock by her bed. “Don’t you have cheerleading practice today?”
“Oh no!” Sammy exclaimed. Then she looked at the clock. “I’ve still got thirty minutes. Enough for a quick shower. God knows I need one. Is my hair a mess?”
Sandy laughed. “Just a little. You look really beautiful, you know. Really!”
Sammy blushed. “Just let me get up. Oh damn, I don’t know what I’m doing! Where did all my clothes go?”
Her brother handed her her panties and bra. He realized that the panties were still wet in the crotch, and slick. “I don’t think you can wear these,” he commented.
“No, I guess not. Oh Sandy, what have we done?”
“Better get ready,” he said, rising from the bed, not wanting to answer. “We can figure that out later.”
He left the room and heard her getting out of bed. In a few minutes she came down to the kitchen. He’d poured her a glass of juice and toasted an english muffin, which she grabbed. She was wearing her cheerleader outfit and brushing her hair. She asked him, “How do I look?”
“Still beautiful,” he replied honestly. “How do you feel? Any dizziness?”
“No,” she said thoughtfully. “I feel embarrassed, but that’s all. And a little tender down here, to be honest. Really, a LOT tender. How do you feel?”
“A little stunned and sort of tired,” he replied, still being honest. “And a little sore myself, I guess. I just want to make sure you’re okay to go out.”
“You mean I won’t grab the first man I see?” she replied ruefully. “Well, I don’t feel anything like I expected to. Just sort of rosy and calm. It’s really strange! But I don’t think there’s any danger. Besides, going out is probably safer than staying home, you know?”
“I guess,” he replied. “If you feel anything strange, I mean anything at all, you better call me.”
She made a face at him. “I think you’ve done enough for me this morning. Why aren’t I angry at you, damn it! Like I said, the whole thing felt so good that I still don’t know what I’m saying.” There was a pause. “Look, I’ve got to get going. I guess I should be glad I didn’t sniff that stuff and then walk outside, you know?”
Sandy laughed. “I know. Okay. I’ll find some way to get rid of this stuff. Maybe burn it. Or mix it with some acid to break it down.”
“Just be careful with it. Keep the stopper on!” She went to the door and opened it, then turned to him, blushing. There was another pause while she smoothed the short blue skirt of her cheerleading outfit. She looked a little uncomfortable. “Look, Sandy, um, don’t do anything with it until we talk some more, okay?”
She didn’t wait for a reply, just ran outside. When she was safely down the street, Sandy let out a whoop of glee. The Device worked! There was no doubt about it. He was a sixteen year old boy with a full life ahead of him, no doubt about it! He returned to the basement and checked on the rats, who were soundly asleep. He ruefully rubbed his own pecker. It was sore from the hour of hard fucking. He walked back up to his room and pulled out his list, crossing off a few names and adding his pretty English teacher, putting her near the top of the list. He thought another minute, ruefully rubbed his sore cock and added his older sister’s name, right at the top of the paper, underlining it twice. He was sure that this experience wouldn’t be his last with her hot tight cunt.
Sammy worried that the effects of the Device would last longer on humans than on rats. He knew that the rats’ fucking lasted only a few seconds, and he and Sammy had gone at it for at least an hour. He realized he didn’t even know if that was normal for human teenagers. Maybe his sister was still having after-effects. She’d seemed all right when she left, but still. .