Brother and Sister
Police and dogs, they all came, but they found nothing.Of course I was a person of interest, but they found nothing, only a backpack found several miles into another state. It is so fun to watch local law enforcement running around, looking for the lost.
I went to work a couple days latter; blaming high fever for my absence.Other than wearing more baggy close as I wait for my meal to go down, noting really changed much.The girl and I had little to do with each other on a regular basis, other than I was her teacher and neighbor, but who ever jumps to conclusion about a female teacher and a female student.
Its now early summer, and my meal has yet to go down but so far.I guess I couldnât expect such a strong person to go down without a fight.Of course, sheâŠif I can still call âitâ sheâŠhas stopped moving a long time ago, Iâm still surprised thereâs anything left.Of course, hunger hasnât been a problem for months.It should be for years.
With summer in full swing, at least for the students, Iâm out of work.There isnât much to do anymore, and I stopped doing summer school years ago.I have often though about moving, but the selection here is nice.I look out my window and see waves of children playing in the street, or walking to their latest sports practice, or just laying around in the yard.I like this planetâŠso many choices, so many shapes, so much uniqueness. What they call ethnicitiesâŠI call flavors.
Oddly enough, one that has wet my pallet isnât all that far away, or all that different from my lastâŠ.Christinaâs younger brother.Since his sisterâs disappearance, heâs been very depressed, no longer the energetic child that he once was.He simply sits on the deck behind his house, mopping around.I donât know why I didnât mention him before, the two were practically stuck to one another whenever they had the chance.The boy should have graduated middle school by now, but I havenât been paying that close attention to him.He looks much like his sister did, light brown hair that sits just above his shoulders, cream colored skin, and very toned.Unlike his sister, he doesnât seem like an early bloomer from a masculine perspective.
Finally, one day, I find myself in my own backyard, just wondering around, tending to my plant, when I here a crash in a back alley way.I stand and move to my high fence, crack it open and look behind my home.Thatâs when I see him.He appears to be picking up trash from a tipped over can.I look to him, its such a shame to leave him alone.
âJustin is it?âI call out.
The boy looks up at me in a way that makes him look just like his sister.It stirs me in a very familiar since.
âYes?âHe responds in his still very adolescent sounding voice.
âHow about you come over for something to drink.â
He shrugs.
Eventually, I have the boy on my couch sipping a glass of lemon aid.It seems to calm his nerves slightly.I sit in an easy chair across from him, look to him and respond,
âYou miss your sister.â
The boy nods his head yes.
âYou two were very close.I could see how you would.I think I may know a way in which you can be with her again.â
He looks up to me.âYou do?Where is she?â
âHow about thisâŠI will do something for you, and you can do something for me.In the process Iâm sure you will find what you are looking for.â
The boy thinks about it for a moment, then nods yes.I stand from my current location and place my wet glass on the table, I extend my hand to the boy.He thinks for a moment.He had always seemed to be more cautious than his sister.
âIâm sure your sister misses you.âI say to him.Its enough to push him to take the chance.He places his glass on the table and I reach forward, pulling him up.I lead him up stairs and into my room, or my parlor if you will.He steps boldly forward, stopping only as I come behind him and close the door.Then I turn, look down to the young boy, I bend down and kiss him square on the lips, but he is not like his sister.He back off immediately.
âWhat are you doing?â
âCome on,âI say as I stand back up.You said you would do something for me first.â
âYeah, so?And what do you mean, arenât you pregnant?â
âSOOO,âI say as I return his childish whine, ignoring the pregnant comment. âIts been a long time since Iâve been with a man.Nothing personal, but you are old enough.Come on.Donât you want to see your sister again?â
The boy eats it upâŠthe part about his sister anyway.
âYes.âHe responds in a meek tone.
I pull him forwards, and try to kiss him again, but as before I quickly realize heâs not that into it.So, I push him down towards the bed. I kneel down and unbuckle his belt, and pull down his pants.He still wears briefs.I smile at the site, then pulls down his briefs were I see his small, childish manhood.Heâs uncut.There are few hairs to get in my way, and while Iâve like the occasional boy every once in a while, typically I would say heâs too young and throw him back.
I take his small, Penis into my mouth and begin suck on him.I continue the motion, licking it up and down.I use one of me hands to play with his probably recently descendant balls.I begin massaging them.This starts his breathing deepening.I can hear a slight moaning in his throat.I then reach up, and take off his shirt, allowing his young chest to breath. I find myself quiet surprised by the definition of this young boys body.His is very much in shape, a decent physical specimen, but his lacks one of his sisterâs better features.I can fix that.I push him down.I stand up and pull of my own cloths.I am as naked as he.I stares up at me, transfixed on my luscious body made richer by his sisterâs nourishment.I bend over and look to his member once more.I take it in my mouth.Unlike before, where it seems as if he was fighting the sensation, now, his member rises and rises, and rises.Before I know it, Iâm having problems holding him my mouth.I back off for a moment, to gauge this item. Its over seven inches long and I donât think heâs completely hard, and its thick. As I saw before, heâs uncut.I reach forward and pull down his foreskin and find its head, full of blood, and ready for service.
âJust like his sisterâŠvery, very gifted.â
I reach forward and begin sucking.The boyâs body twitches slightly as its obvious he is very tender to the touch.I feel safe to extend this, I want to play with him a little.I reach behind his scrotum and feel the entrance of his man hole.I push at its entry way.I immediately feel some resistance.
âGood.â
I reach my hand down to my crotch.I begin massaging it, massaging out my own, private member.I make myself erect.
I then stand from the bed, and grab the boys hips.He looks at me as if to say âwhat are you doing.âI press myself up behind the boy and push myself in.There is no hesitation.I push directly into his body, ramming myself as far as I can go.
âUghhhh!âHe grunts, but does not scream.Mine is only a mimesis, a copy, a forgery I decided to have in case I realized that, one day, a new sex may be necessary for my disguise.As a result, its not as hard as a real males.Its more fleshy.Of course, this male, once he is mine, shall bluster this aspect of my body and allow me really be hard, just like his sister has made my body more rounded.
I try to fill him as best as possible.This sensation of being inside another is one Iâve never felt before.Iâve only had the young or dyeing, these siblings are the first fully living, fully health, full blooded humanâs I have had since I arrived on this planet.Itâs a shame thoughâŠI really liked them both.I sort have grown to like these creatures, but this is survivalâŠnoâŠthis is fun.I feel his insides, I feel the shape, and the curves of this orifice that was never designed for this purpose.It grabs me and tries to drain me, suck my own, false member.It begins to pump me out.I must keep enough thought to send to him what, and only what I want.I want him to join what his sister once had.I transfer over the necessary fluids.This will take.His sister had to come to an orgasm for my venom to effect her, and right now, with every thrust and gyration I make into this young boy, I can feel his sisterâs remains bouncing around my insides providing me a sensation I have never felt before.I ejaculate what I need into him, and watch him change.This more familiar fluid is easily taken by his body, and not defended against, like my venom.
His chest balloons.He looks down to it, and gasps, but I jump on top of him, and take his now open mouth into my own.I reach forward and grabs his B-cup chestâŠits all I wish too spare for the moment.I massage his new members and he moans into my mouth uncontrollably.He has no defense for this from thisâŠthis feeling of pleasure.I can feel his manhood below me pulsate, but I donât want to miss this.I withdraw from him, bend down his crotch and suck on his member as much as possible until it voluntarily gives up everything I want.It fills my mouth with his seed, and the taste is like nothing Iâve ever had.Iâve had the tendency to prefer females for there ease of access and their innate stupidity, but nowâŠthis boy has introduced me to a flavor I had not known.Something that I had been afraid to try for the purpose of having to establish this âfront.âIt is so wonderfulâŠI only wish I could keep him around.But a promise is a promise.
As his erection dies, I look forward to the young boyâs face with is now blocked by his ample chest.He doesnât look down at me. Instead, he looks up at the ceiling.I reach up, I want to see the look on his face before I devour him.
He is crying.His face and eyes are red.He is in distress.
âWhatâs wrong?âI ask him.Iâve had my share of his species, but Iâve never had this reaction before.
âThis is what you did to herâŠdidnât you?âHe says looking at me in a pathetic way.
I smile, Iâve never had one figure me out, butâŠ
Later in the weekâŠ
I sit in front of my computer.I type into an internet search bar: www.homes.com.While I really like this area, two that have gone missing may introduce more attention than I care.The police are around, and they are asking questions.Fortunately, my care is currently in Miami where I am check into a hotel.So I just remain quiet while I wait for them to disappear.So far, the new has figured that he has just vanished to try and look for his sisterâŠthey were so close, and now they are together.And by the time anyone expects anything different, theyâll just be two aspects of brown sludge on their way to the processing plant.And just thinkâŠI can still feel him moving.
Twins
ColdnessâŠan odd coldness, thatâs all he can describe it as.There appears to be no up, no down, just an empty space.The only since of time is the odd pulsating of some sort of all encompassing fluid that seems to surround everything in this world.
âWere am I.âHe thinks to himself.âMaybe I can see.â
He forces himself to recognize light, colors, and patterns.There is an odd sheen of light in the background.It provides an eerie glow.Inside, objects are distorted by a sort of pale liquid.Nothing is easily identifiable.Most objects appear to be worn out, dried up husks.There appears to be little sine of anything similar to life.
âWhere am I. I donât want to be here.âHe thinks.
He begins to realize his ability to look around.He begins to search visually, his mind realizing that there must be something that can be found, but not realizing what he is even looking for.Then finally, in the corner of the space, he finds a familiar object.Itâs a young girl.Sheâs curled in a ball, and appears to be in some sort of stress.Ever so often, small bits of light seem to leave her body, and the girl seems to shrink in some manor that isnât clear to him yet.
Quickly realizing this is what he is looking for, he begins to turn his focus to arriving at her location, only to find that is this will alone that allows him to travel threw this odd space.He arrives at the young girls location.He places his arms on her shoulders looks to her and instantly responds,
âChristinaâŠChristina.â
The young girl looks up to him.She looks nothing like she did when he last saw her, she looks younger, years younger.
âChristina!âyells.
âJustinâŠâthe girl replies in a sad tone. âWhyâŠwhy are you hereâŠyou shouldnât be here.WHY ARE YOU HERE!â
âI came to find you.â
âNo now your going to die!âThe girl yells and begins crying.The rears immediately change to spots of light, and drift off into the distance.Then, small lights drift away from here, her own age seems to reverse slightly as well.
âWhatâs happening to you?Why are youâŠwell shrinking?âHe asks.
âShe ate us!Sheâs digesting us!â
âNothingâs happened to me.âHe says looking over himself.âWe need to get out of here!â
âHow?Were dead!â
âWere not!Come on!Weâll find a way out!â
âWe will?âThe girl asks.
âWe will.â
The boy embraces his sister.
âUghhhh.â
I roll over.My stomach aches with crampsâŠupset stomach I assume.I stand up from the bed, wonder over to the side, and without warning projectile vomit all over the place.I look up look towards the mess on the floor to findâŠ
âWhatâŠhow?âI say looking towards the two on the floor.
Both Justin and Christine lie on the floor, both covered in a mucus like fluid, both embracing each other.Then, they break.Christina is younger, much younger that when she last saw her.She now about the age of her younger brother.The two look at each other, and their surroundings, and then too Ms. Harland.She sits on all fours looking over the edge of the bed, watching the two with a blank face.
âWhaâŠhowâŠwhyâŠhuh?âMs.Harland starts.
Justin looks towards her, along with Christina.They instantly become infuriated.The two stand from their previous position and look towards the woman.
âWell, Iâm guessing this wonât end well.â
The two stands, and Christina starts,
âWhyâŠI trusted you!â
âWell,â Ms. Harland starts as she sits back. âI am not from this world.My planet is dead.Mainly from war, of course the supper nova that we were to busy fighting with each other to care about didnât help. If you humanâs think your about to destroy your planet, your nothing but a bunch of tree huggers, to barrow one of your own expressions.Of course, we have special dietary requirements.Thereâs only a few of us left now.Most went to the other side of the galaxy, but I decided to look threw our database and I found this place.The inhabitants were suppose to be rather primitive, not what I would call intelligent or developed.Of course, at that time, when one of our probes last came by, the most intelligent creatures on Earth was what is called a T-Rex.When I came here, your parents were probably not even born.I adopted your form with some of my equipment and I just integrated into your society.I figured that I could just feast off of your kind.Of course, I kept a low profile, feeding off of the unwanted, people far off in other parts of the world, its actually easy with my equipment.ThenâŠI got use to your lifestyle, and the people, but I canât stop eating.Your food doesnât seem to hold me likeâŠwell, you do.Iâve been looking for alternatives, and I think Iâve found some, but well, old habits are hard to drop.I had seen you, Christina, for years.You were everything that I had grown accustom to desiring in both a sexually and hunger.Then, your brother came over looking for you and, well.â
âSoâŠwhy shouldnât we call the Air Force on you?âJustin replies angry.
âWell, you still need my help.It looks as if Christina has nourished me enough to hold me over till I can make my own substitute food.â
âWell,âChristina looks herself over.âI look like Iâm thirteen.â
âYou probably are. To be honest, Iâve only heard of what happened to you too, Iâve never actually seen it.Our digestive systems are different than yours.They extract anâŠan energy rather than the matter itself.So you two can send me packing to the nearest secret base in the desert if you want, but rememberâŠI am still your best chance.â
âHow?âChristina asks.
âLook at you two.You were always together before, now you donât have four years separating you.I have technology, which I use on a regular basis, that canâŠallow people to think thatâs how things always were.Of course, you can show up at your parents house as is, and well, be subject to all that questioning.But if you doâŠIâll save you a jar at Area 51.âThe woman looks to the two with an all knowing smirk, before responding, âBesides, I think you two will make a nice set of twins.â
Two months latterâŠ
The twins enter into their new high school for the first time.The semi-popular set walk in with their friends talking and having fun.As before Christina wears her little skirts, longer than before of course, as now the school requires students to wear a uniform.The two move to their first class of high school, and take their seats up front in the class, and both prep for the arrival of the teacher. Then, after the early morning bell rings, the student watch shocked as the new teacher moves inside the room.She has a shapely body, and a decent sized chest, legs that has a natural sheen to them that one has to wonder if sheâs wearing pantyhose.She wears a tight black skirt, a set of low cut heels, and a tight, white blouse that allows her bra outline to show threw.She steps into the room, looking at the overlooking the room as she presses her small book up against her ample bosom.She walks up to her desk as every eye in the room watches her, nearly all of them with an air of lustâŠtwo pairs in a ânot youâ look on them.
She places her small book on the table, looks at the class too start,
âWell hello class, welcome to 9th grade Health and Human Sexuality.Iâm Susan Harland, Iâll be your teacher for the semester.Now, studentâs this class is much more aggressive than the ones your use to, and as such, I have a permission slip for you to stay here.If you stay, you can expect to never look at your bodies in the same light again.âShe then winks at the two students sitting up front.
Christina and Justin look at each other, then back forward.
âTo put it simply, if you stay, its going to be an interesting school year.â
The End
