This is a floor of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. In existent life, use a condom, damnit ! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of less intimate diseases await the retard who `` duck his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' without protection.

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Jacqueline & Heidi ( MF, mc, nc, impreg, rape, slow, snuff, f-solo, viol )

by Krosis of the Collective

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'' Dr. Jacqueline Stevenson recording, May 30th, 1995. The conjecture of my experiment : Use radiological technique to modify a study 's brain wave cycle in parliamentary law to induce a trance body politic. This procedure has many electric potential lotion, from greater lucidness in police consultation, to helping victims of violence to overcome resulting blackball psychological effects. With additional oeuvre, it may also attend to in absorbing knowledge more effectively. This is homo trial # 1, attempting to create an alternate mental province. ``

The middling ash blonde womanhood placed the microphone onto a nearby table, clambered into a customized dentist 's chair, and lay back. Her assistant, a dark-haired man of average height, strapped a metal helmet to her head. Wires extruded from the helmet, running up to a hook on the ceiling and then down to a large machine in the back recess of the small room.

The man looked uneasy. `` Are you sure, Jacqueline ? We could run some more mouse trial run first. ``

She sighed. `` Damnit, Gabe, I 'm fag of waiting ! The black eye responded as expected when we used the machine on them. '' She was referring to how the black eye had forgotten their memorized path through the tryout maze. `` They were perfectly fine afterward. Let 's get going. ``

Gabe Utterman secured his boss 's branch to the chair using the attached belts and buckles. `` At least let me ... ''

'' No, Gabe. We do n't cause FDA approval yet, so this is my choice. Just hand me the command. ``

He placed the formative remote in her hand and activated the microphone again.

'' What I 'm about to do is of my own volition, '' she recorded. `` I am not being coerced in any way. Dr. Utterman is following my orders to simply observe. '' Then she gave Gabe a smiling and activated the machine.

A faint cyclical 'Worb worb worb'sound emanated from the political machine. Jacqueline closed her eyes.

After a few mo Gabe spoke : `` Jacqueline ? ``

She opened her centre. `` bonk ! It 's not working. '' She thumbed a dial on the remote, but with her hands restrained it was awkward. The faint background sound increased in lurch and loudness. `` Shit ! Still zero ... '' She flicked her thumb and the dial spun wildly, increasing the sound dramatically. She dropped the remote and closed her eyes.

Gabe rushed forward. `` Jacqueline ! ``

She did n't respond.

'' No ! dogshit ... '' He reached for the remote but it had fallen under the chairwoman. In the pocket-size room he had to lie across her slacks-covered wooden leg to try to access it.

'' Who are you ? ``

Gabe pushed back to view her. `` Jacqueline ? ``

His knob was looking at him curiously. `` Your public figure is Jacqueline ? Kinda odd, but okay. ``

'' No, it 's Gabe. ``

'' Gabe, '' she repeated. Then she looked down at her restrained limb. `` Hey, why ca n't I move ? '' She strained at the straps. `` Let me go ! '' She seemed raging now.

'' Jacqueline, stop ! You asked me to do this. '' Gabe did n't know what to do, and now she was flailing her wooden leg so that he could n't reach the dominance !

She stopped kicking and looked at him. `` Please let me go. '' She looked like she was about to cry.

'' I will. Just let me snaffle the control ... '' He circled around the front of the chairman. As he ducked forward to pass on the gimmick beneath it, the endure thing he saw before the blackness of unconsciousness was the sole of one of her reasonable shoes rushing at his face.

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Gabe Utterman woke to a throbbing pain in his chin and head, and the sound of a cleaning lady humming. `` Ohh ... fuck ... '' He was on the low temperature tiled floor, and he could see the remote, just a bit beyond his reach. He raised his heading, but not so high that the restrained woman could kick him again. `` Jacqueline ... oww ... why did you do that ? ``

She stopped humming and looked down at him. `` That 's not my name, Gabe. ``

He was confused. `` It 's not ? What 's your name ? ``

She thought for a moment. `` I do n't think I have one. How curious. Everyone should have a figure. '' Then she considered for a moment. `` How about Heidi ? ``

'' Heidi ? Why Heidi ? '' He was inching along the floor toward the command, trying to keep on her distracted by talking.

She closed her eyes. `` I see names, all in a row ... I do n't wish Anne, or Nancy, but I like Heidi. ``

She opened her eyes again, and Gabe realized that the person in the chair was n't the char he had worked with for the stopping point five years. He lunged the last few inches and hit the red failsafe button on the remote. Immediately her oral sex slumped to the side as the background whine faded.

He got to his metrical foot. `` Jacqueline ! Dr. Stevenson ! '' He felt her cervix ; there was a strong pulse.

Her optic fluttered open. `` Gabe ? Damnit, it did n't work ! ``

He looked at her closely. `` What 's my middle name ? ``

'' What ? ``

'' My middle name, Jacqueline ... what is it ? ``

She looked confused. `` How should I know ? Oh, wait ... it was on your practical application ... I want to say ... James ? ``

Gabe let out the breath he 'd been holding. `` Phew ... yeah. '' He started to unbuckle her hands and then looked up at the clock on the wall. `` Oh whoreson ! ``

She followed his gaze. `` The car was on for an hour-and-a-half ? What the hellhole happened, Gabe ? ``

He finished unbuckling his boss and explained the outlandish encounter. Then they reviewed the digital recorder footage. After Gabe had been knocked out, `` Heidi '' had yelled and thrashed around for a bit, and then fell into humming some tunes.

Jacqueline turned the transcription up, concentrating. `` That 's 'Rubber deary', Ernie 's song from Sesame Street. ``

Gabe considered. `` Not exactly a Sung you 'd learn on the tuner these daylight. '' He shook his top dog, then winced. `` Ohh ... ''

Jacqueline caught Gabe as he sagged. `` Looks like you might have a concussion, Dr. Utterman. Let 's get you to a hospital. ``

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Gabe did indeed let a concussion, and the attending medico sent him home for the rest of the week. This did not delight Jacqueline, but it had been her foot that had injured him, so she could n't complain.

She returned to the lab and looked at the chair and equipment. The bonds were only there to retain her from hurting herself in case she had an epileptic fit, but she had been in the chairperson for well over an hour with no ill impression ...

She climbed into the chair again, but did n't fix the helmet on this prison term. If she moved forward or thrashed her top dog then it would fall away off and she 'd be out of the wave field and back to herself. She had to project out what was going on. She reached over, grabbed her pad and pen, and wrote, 'Hello, I am Jacqueline .'

Then she activated the machine and ducked under the helmet.

Suddenly she was sitting up. The auto was still thrumming but the helmet had fallen away. She looked down at the pad. No additional writing. She wrote, 'Please publish what you want to say to me'and then ducked under the helmet again.

Again, she found herself sitting up without the helmet. There was additional writing on the pad, and the hand was similar to her own, but there were obtrusive dispute :'I 'm Heidi. How the fuck are you doing this ?'

using this bizarre note-passing method acting, going in and out of the wave field, a conversation formed. Jacqueline wrote down a layman 's version of her theory.

'Bullshit ,'Heidi responded.

'Then how do you explain this ?'asked the doctor.

Then there was no response when she came back out of the field. She went back in, but when she came out again her arm trauma. She found four rout parentage along her forearm, which matched the blood under her early arm 's fingernails.

She turned the car off. `` fountainhead, that 's enough of that. ``

After treating the scratch line, she went home.

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She woke in the morning extremely tired, her muscle aching. `` Ohh ... '' she groaned. She had been neglecting her exercises, concentrating instead on employment, and this was the effect. `` Heidi '' must have really been working at getting loose of the restraints the former day.

She tied her hair back, donned her cardio outfit, and admired herself in the mirror. The tight yoga pants showed the ass of a thirtysomething charwoman that at one point in time you could own bounced a after part off of, but not so much anymore. Still attractive, though. Her bootless jersey showed off prissy, round boobs that she felt actually looked more attractive than when she had been more fit. She decided she 'd do some leg and rear work.

After she exercised, showered, and dressed, she left for study. The following threshold neighbor 's apartment doorway opened and the Russian ma'am who lived there gave her a smile and Wave before she closed it again.

Weird, Jacqueline opinion. She had never even talked with the woman before.

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The previous night :

As Jacqueline entered her apartment building she could hear the next door neighbor screaming at each other in Russian again. When she got to her own doorway, the neighbors'door flew undefended and the wife burst out, crying. She ran past Jacqueline on her way to the stairwell, the skin around her eye red and swelling up.

Her husband, grandiloquent, dark, and definitely not bounteous, ran after her, his hired hand balled into fists. His intentions were clear.

Jacqueline did n't even think about it ; she stepped in front end of him.

The man barely looked down at her before he backhanded her out of the way.

'' Oh, you should n't have done that, big man. ``

The husband paused, confused, and turned back to the woman he had struck. She was rubbing her fount where he had hit her, and her oculus ...

'' What -- ? '' he managed to get out before the blonde pushed herself off of the wall with her foot and rammed her clenched fist into his throat.

'' Ukghhh ! '' The man grabbed at his neck, ineffective to breathe. He tottered at the border of the stairwell.

Her thrill took out his stair-side knee. ineffectual to bind the 200-plus pounds of Russian beef, it buckled and he fell. After the sound of respective sickening wallop, he came to roost on the landing, his heart staring at his wife, now his widow, watching from a few steps further down, while the quietus of his organic structure was twisted around the diametrical way.

The newly widowed woman looked up at her savior. `` I take care of this. You go ! '' she hissed.

Heidi nodded and picked up the handbag and set of keys that had fallen to the floor. She unlocked Jacqueline 's door and went inside.

'' Very Nice ... '' she commented as she locked the room access behind. It was an open concept studio apartment. While it was fairly sparse, Jacqueline had made an attempt to hold it await `` homey ''.

The first matter she did was feature a looking at herself in the chamber 's replete length mirror. Older than she remembered, though she did n't know how she remembered a younger version of herself, or this `` Jacqueline '' person, for that matter. She undressed and examined `` the good ''. Not bad, she thought, though she 'd have to work on that ass before it got away from her.

She looked at the incision she had left on Jacqueline 's arm. She did n't even find them. She had also barely felt the smack earlier, and her nerve felt ok now, though in the mirror she could see a fading red patsy where the big man had hit her.

She remained naked as she investigated the respite of Jacqueline 's things. She found some notes on the experiment that had brought Heidi to ... life ? spine to life ? She definitely remembered things from before today -- flash, impressions -- but she could n't understand much of what was in the notes.

How long would she remain like this ? she wondered. In the lab it seemed that she could only `` exist '' while the helmet was on her head. The neighbor 's attack had somehow caused her to surface again, and Jacqueline was nowhere to be found.

She had an impulse to just run away, to get the infernal region out of town, but no, she was n't going to run away again. Again ? Had she run away before ? She did n't know.

She found some leftover sushi in the fridge and devoured it. She liked eating. That would be unfortunate person for her ass if she did n't keep a handle on it, she realized.

There was a bash at the door. When she opened it a crack she saw a manlike police officer standing there.

'' Evenin', ma'am. May I speak to you about the incident ? ``

'' Incident ? ``

He looked over toward the stairwell and back, confused. `` You did n't hear the screaming and thumping ? ``

She looked the cop up and down. Young, probably a cub or not long since, in pretty estimable shape. `` I hear screaming all the damn time from the neighbor, '' she nodded toward their door. `` Thumping too. I tune it out. ``

He nodded slowly. `` Well, there 's been a end. UM ! ``

She had opened the door wide, revealing her nakedness. `` That asshole finally kill his wife ? '' she asked, unconcerned. `` Hope you fry him for that. ``

The cop, bless him, was looking above her brain now. `` gentlewoman, you might wan na put a robe on or somethin'. '' He waited, but she stayed where she was. He continued, `` And no, it was the husband who died, fallin'down the steps here. ``

She smirked sexily at the officer, whose voice seemed to be showing some Southern twang now that he was flustered. `` Could n't feature happened to a nicer guy. Do you need to get inside ? ``

At the suggestively worded question, his eyes could n't facilitate but glance over her sexy body before looking away again. `` Um, no ma'am ! If you say you did n't see nuthin'then that 's hunky-dory. Can I just get some ID, though ? ``

She turned to the purse she had dropped just inside the threshold and bow down to ransack through it, showing off her bubbly butt to the cop, who gave a piddling `` Eep ! '' at the survey. Then she turned back and handed him Jacqueline 's driver 's license.

He wrote the entropy down and handed it back, struggling not to expect below her eye horizontal surface. `` Thanks, ma'am. You have a goodness evenin'. '' Then he turned away, trying to obscure an obvious hard-on as she closed the door.

She watched some Xena : Warrior Princess on TV and then felt tired. She brushed her teeth and slipped into the gilded female monarch bed. While she lay there, her deal snaked down between her legs. The action from former had left her feeling antsy. She thought about the cute policeman, one of only three men she had seen in a long fourth dimension, early than Gabe and `` Mr. Neck-twist-ov '', and thought about the cop taking her from behind.

'' Oh, yeah ... '' she moaned, dipping a manicured finger inside her pussy as her thumb stimulated her button. Soon she reached her release, cumming hard on two fingers as she arched her back, gasping. Her ventilation slowed, and then she fell asleep.

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Jacqueline was blocked in her research. She worked alone with Gabe, and needed him to batten down her custody so that her alter ego would n't damage her trunk again, since Heidi was n't going to be forthcoming otherwise.

She reviewed her notes. The mice had n't shown alternate personalities, but of trend if they had, how would you tell ? They were mice, and could n't lecture. The experiment had shown that they could n't access their memories while being affected by the waving field, which was n't what she was ultimately trying to attain. She thought about people who got incredibly drunk and blacked out, or were given rohypnol, `` roofies '' in the Thomas More plebeian parlance ... was this more like that ? An adapted mental state of matter due to the programme wave variant instead of through chemical means ?

'' Great, I 've invented a date colza machine. '' She sighed and dropped her headspring into her hands.

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After work she headed abode again. Not finding the sushi she thought she had left in the fridge, and feeling restless after changing out of her lab clothes, she decided to head down to the local pizza pie plaza for a fade or two.

As she walked along the sidewalk she kept her middle down. The city was full of people that you just did n't bed how they were going to respond these twenty-four hour period. Crime was up, taxation were up, health guardianship costs were up, and the great unwashed that would normally have been kept in genial foundation were put out on the street due to budget slash. The world was going to hell.

An unkempt man quickly strode out of an back street and bumped into her. `` Oh ! '' she exclaimed as she recoiled.

'' Watch where you 're going, gripe, '' the man uttered as he continued up the sidewalk.

'' You talking to yourself ? '' the woman called out after him.

He turned back. `` What ? ``

'' Bitch, '' she said, pointing at him, `` watch where you 're going. ``

He stomped back up to her. `` You ... '' Then he looked into her eyes. `` Um ... '' He suddenly felt afraid of this little woman. `` Sorry, lady. '' Then he turned and walked very quickly away, not looking back.

Heidi did n't remember leaving the apartment, having just suddenly found herself wild and on the pavement. She was thirsty, though. She spotted a bar up the street offering annex Night and went in.

It was definitely a `` rough and tumble '' looking place, with even the aged patrons looking like they used to be Hell 's Angels back in the day. She found a booth, sat down, and perused the stained menu.

A waitress who dressed for the body she had lost 20 years ago approached. `` What can I get'cha, hon ? ``

'' extension, every flavor, and scores of 'em, '' Heidi replied. `` And beer, whatever 's on tap. ``

The char nodded and headed to the backrest. Heidi looked down at her own button-up shirt, shook her head, and undid the top 2 push button. Much better ! Let the girl out to play.

After filling her belly, Heidi sat back and sighed. Clearly she was n't going to stay in charge of this body, but how long would it last before Jacqueline took it back ? When she fell asleep, like finis time ?

She looked over at the syndicate board. mightiness as well enjoy myself while I can, she thought.

One man was clearly `` sharking '' the competition, a ruggedly good-looking dark-coated guy she guessed was about XXX. Heidi noticed that he purposely flubbed a couple of his snap against her so she won the first game for $ 5. `` image or nothin'? '' he asked as he flashed his brassy smile at her.

'' Why do n't we make it more interesting ? '' she asked.

After she beat him for the fourth unbent biz, `` Stu the Shark '' shook his head. `` Ca n't fuckin'believe it ... '' he murmured. `` So what 's my tally ? ``

'' Really big, '' she replied, moving up and grabbing his package through his tight dungaree. `` Just like this. return me what I want and we 'll scream it even. ``

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Stu 's apartment door burst open as he and Heidi, practically stuck to each early at the rim and hips, barely kicked it closed behind them. Clothes flew in every management before they ended up on Stu 's bed, he on his binding and Heidi already lining up his intemperately cock with her very wet pussy.

'' prophylactic ? '' Stu asked, but Heidi answered by sinking halfway down his thin seven incher. `` Okay, guesswork we 're not doin'that. '' Then he grabbed her hips to assist get himself all the way inside her. As he bottomed out, she shook in her first orgasm.

'' Fuucckkk ... '' she moaned.

Stu looked up at her beautiful case, and then down at her gorgeous cycle pinhead. `` Goddamn ... '' he said, lifting his head up to suck on one of her nipples.

'' Mmm ... '' she purred, and started to ride him. When her nipple got too sensitive she pushed him back, grabbed his hands, and held them down on the bed as she fucked his cock.

She leaned forward and took his lower lip in her tooth, gently biting it.

'' Aah ! prick ... you are so fucking hot, Heidi ... ''

She stopped bouncing and rotated her hips, grinding the root of his tool and swirling the shaft around inside her. `` Oohh ... '' Then she started to ram her rose hip up and down again.

'' Oh fuck ... gon na cum, '' he moaned. She did n't stop. `` You gon na attract off ? ``

Heidi redoubled her apparent movement. `` This is my first clock time, so you better fuckin'fill me decently up, macho-man. Uhhh ... yeeahhh ... ''

'' Unnhh ! Unhh ! '' Stu thrust his hips up into the wanton adult female as he blasted her interior with his cum.

'' Ohh ... ouhh ... '' Heidi gasped as she felt her unused pussy being inundated with Stu 's hot seed, and came again. Then she collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily.

'' You are amazing, '' Stu said.

She climbed off of him, watching his peter retreat like a polo-neck into its carapace. `` Oh, we 're not done yet, '' she said before she took his spermy turncock into her mouth.

As he felt his cock revive, Stu asked, `` You said showtime clock time ... you 're a Virgin ? ``

Her lips smacked as she pulled her mouth off of his shaft, which was now ready again. `` farseeing history, '' she shrugged and clambered into a turnaround cowgirl position.

After Stu deposited two more loads of cum inside her, Heidi finally left Stu sleeping, exhausted, though not before she left him a musical note with very specific instructions. Feeling his seed squish about inside her, she headed back to Jacqueline 's place.

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Jacqueline woke in the morning. `` Ohh ... '' she groaned at the soreness in her vagina. Pushing back the blankets, she found her vibrator between her legs, crusty with her juice, its assault and battery dead due to it being left on. Well, no wonder I 'm sore, she thought, thinking back to the last metre she had used the charge card rooster. It had literally been months.

She struggled to recollect the late dark. She had walked to get some pizza. She was pretty indisputable that she had eaten. nix else. She shook her head. `` I 'm working too hard. ``

She exercised, puttered around the flat for a while, ordered some Taiwanese takeaway, watched TV, and finally went back to bed. As she stretched her extremities under the soft canvas she thought about her vibrator, untouched for so farseeing before hold out night. What had prompted her to use it ? She considered grabbing it again, but then remembered that she was out of stamp battery. Finally, she fell asleep.

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Ring ! Ring !

Jacqueline woke up. Who the hell was calling her in the middle of the night ? Well, it could be Gabe, she thought, and picked up the headphone. `` how-do-you-do ? ``

A man started screaming filth at her, threatening her lifespan ...

'' Thanks, lover, '' Heidi said into the receiver. `` That really gets me going. Same time tomorrow Nox. '' And then she hung up.

She had n't been sure it would crop without being slapped or bumped like the other times she had emerged without the helmet, but it seemed that all it took was a fearfulness. `` The night work shift is mine, bitch, '' she said to the absent Jacqueline.

Heidi dressed in Jacqueline 's jogging getup and went out. No time like the present to get this ass under control, especially if I want to eat whatever I want, she thought to herself.

She was n't familiar with the country, but made for certain to keep her bearings as she went down one street, up another, and down a Park trail, before finally ending up in a cul-de-sac. She saw a wickedness footpath leading from the edge of the closed-off street to ... where ? She was going to recover out.

She emerged from the itinerary to find herself in a trainyard.

'' You lost, lady ? ``

She turned to get two rough-looking men blocking off the way she had come. `` Nope ! '' she responded genially. `` Just exploring. ``

The men stepped forward. `` grievous out at night, '' the taller one said, `` you maybe want some company ? ``

She smiled. `` Sure, if you think you can save up. '' Then she took off running deeper into the yard.

'' Hey ! Goddamnit ... ''

She heard the auditory sensation of by-line as their feet crunched the crushed rock behind her. She had a soundly head start.

The men rounded the corner of an vacuous boxcar. The woman was nowhere to be seen. `` You go that way, '' the taller man said to his familiar, pointing toward a nearby storage warehouse. He then headed toward a second boxcar, this one with both of its sliding door open.

He heard the auditory sensation of something shifting from the boxcar and smiled. His chum was too far away to point now, but he could handle a small charwoman by himself. He 'd experience some fun with her before his fellow rejoined.

'' Ha ! '' he grunted as he jumped into the boxcar. He pulled out a belittled flashlight to discover ... nothing.

Heidi, on the roof, grabbed the border of it, twisted, and swung down, her metrical unit smashing into the manque rapist 's back. The impact knocked the flatus from his lungs and him from the boxcar. He landed expression first, the gravel of the yard lacerating his flesh.

He took a whooping breath, trying to replace the air, but it was again crushed out of his lungs as Heidi landed hard on his back. There was the sickening sound of cracking bone.

The former man had come up empty, and headed back to where he had hold up seen his supporter. He could hear a geartrain coming. He searched, but neither his buddy nor the woman could be found.

Finally, as the railroad train approached and its light shone onto the track ahead of it, he could see the slight figure of the fair sex there, pulling something large and man-shaped. `` Shit ! '' he hissed, and ran toward her.

Once she saw him she ran in the opposite direction. He sprinted harder toward his friend, unmoving on the tracks. He had to take in it ! He had to ! He ...

... couldn't.

The train went over his admirer as if he had n't even been there. A discerp arm tumbled to the ground a few human foot away as he stopped running and fell to his genu. `` Aw, shit ... ''

As the man gulped for air from his mad elan, the train finally passed, revealing the cleaning woman, standing on the early side of the cut, looking at him intently. `` Fuck ... '' he groaned, scrambling to get to his feet and losing his balance on the gravel.

Then she was upon him, grabbing his mind and smashing it back into the ground. He saw star. She did it again and he could n't think, his eyes rolling up into his head.

'' Looks like the train device driver was asleep at the bike ; did n't even slow down, '' she commented. `` Let 's see what we have here ... ''

He could hear her through the fog of painfulness and shock. He felt her unfasten his belt and pull down his pants.

'' You know, Willy -- I 'm gon na call you Willy -- Willy, I was hoping for ameliorate. Hope you 're a cultivator and not a show-er ... ''

Then he felt her hand on his phallus, stroking it. Despite his daze body politic, it responded.

'' Ah, there we go ... ''

Then she was straddling him, and he felt his cock enter something warm ... her pussy ? She was ... raping him ? But they were going to dishonour her ! His headspring lolled, and he saw her riding him, a shapely shadow framed from behind by the glow of one of the trainyard 's tall luminosity poles.

Soon she was ramming her hips down hard onto his fully engorged rooster. `` Yeah ... yeah ... almost ... '' she gasped, and grabbed his Kuki and hair in an insanely impregnable grip.

'' YEAHHH ... '' she cried out, twisting the man 's head and cleanly snapping his neck opening as she orgasmed.

The man ejaculated late inside Heidi in his death throes, though he never felt it, his brain having been completely cut off from his torso by the internal decapitation.

'' Ohhh ... '' Heidi moaned as she felt the beat man fill her cunt with hot sperm.

When she recovered from her orgasm she patted the man 's cheek. `` Thanks Willy. What a great workout, '' she told his sightless middle as they gazed off into the distance the wagon train had receded into.

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Heidi hid the minuscule money her victims had on them in an envelope in the back of what seemed to be the least-used drawer in Jacqueline 's desk. She did n't desire Jacqueline to notice money missing from her notecase if Heidi decided that she wanted to go get a bite to eat or something.

She washed and dried her jogging clothes while trying to catch some TV, but that late at dark there were entirely infomercials or test practice. She really had to see out a way to come out during the day, but how could she hide it from Jacqueline ? It was a conundrum.

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The next night at 2 AM, Jacqueline got another earphone call. Once again, she answered it.

'' See you soon, Stu, '' Heidi said as she hung up the phone. It seemed that Jacqueline was n't remembering Heidi 's outgrowth triggers, so the telephone set calls were going to work very well as long as she kept Stu happy enough to keep those going.

And he was definitely happy as Heidi rode his shaft to another shattering mutual orgasm. He noticed that she always wanted to be in ascendancy, fucking him from on top and never letting him take her from behind. That was fine by him ... he could lay back and let her do all the work.

After a few minute of hot sex and three Sir Thomas More load of his cum inside her, she left, declining to stay the night. He wondered if he was just a side of meat musical composition, and then wondered why he cared. Hot sex and none of the duty ? Heidi was a dream girlfriend !

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Heidi considered her Recent escapade as she walked rest home. She had snapped a arise man 's neck with her bare hands, and outshot a pool shark ... how was she so physically adept ? She theorized that due to her throttle cosmos and the consequent want of distractions that almost everyone else in the world experienced, she could focus her thinker and body more sharply than the average somebody, kind of like a child omen who dedicated all of their brain power to learning a skill.

She blinked. Had she thought that ? That seemed more like Jacqueline. She shook her top dog. How did she sleep together what Jacqueline thought like ?

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On Mon, Jacqueline went back into the power to find Gabe waiting for her in the lab. She explained her solo endeavor to get information out of Heidi.

He looked at her, exasperated. `` Jacqueline, that was really dangerous ! Please separate me you wo n't try anything like that ever again. ``

She nodded. `` O.K., strap me in and we 'll see what you can get out of her. ``

Gabe knew skilful than to reason. After she was secure, he held out the remote control so she could squeeze the activating push button, and then Heidi was looking at him.

'' Oh, it 's you again. ``

'' Yep, me again. '' He moved forward, making sure not to get too close. `` You mentioned some names : Anne, Nancy, Heidi ... what more can you narrate me about them ? '' Gabe watched her carefully.

'' Gabe ... '' she smiled at him. `` Why not unbuckle me ? We can consume some ... fun. '' With that, she licked and then nibbled on her back talk, looking at him demurely. about men would be turned on by such a view, but Gabe was not most men.

'' Well, if I had any doubts that you were n't a completely different someone from Jacqueline, that put it to rest, '' he said. `` I 'm gay, darlin', and she knows it. ``

'' Oh, '' Heidi replied, disappointed.

They sat there for some arcminute, Gabe waiting patiently.

Finally, Heidi harrumphed. `` Hmp, fine. Those gens were on books on my shelf. ``

'' What can you tell me about the ledge, or the room it was in ? ``

She closed her eyes and thought for a moment. `` I remember a mural of creature -- no, benne Street characters -- a small record book participant in a wooden box, and some stuffed animals. It had a ecru carpet and a fluffy pink bed. And then ... '' She stopped.

'' And then ... ? '' Gabe prompted.

Heidi had opened her eye again and was looking into the space. `` Well, '' she stated flatly, `` that explains some things. ``

'' What did you remember, Heidi ? ``

She closed her heart and sat back. `` I 'm bored with this biz. Get me out of this stupefied contraption, Gabe. ``

Gabe tried to get her to reveal anything else, but she just started humming `` galosh ducky '' over and over. Finally, he deactivated the machine.

Back to herself, Jacqueline reviewed the recording and thought for a moment. `` I loved benne Street when I was unseasoned. Back then I had a bookshelf in my room. It had Anne of Green gable end, Nancy John Drew, and Heidi, among others. ``

Gabe nodded. `` Anne ... Nancy ... Heidi. But I was n't talking to a tike, Jacqueline. Other than the personality modification, she spoke like an grownup. ``

Jacqueline rubbed her temple. `` Maybe she can only access code some of my memories. You said she did n't remember you, but she did n't sustain a child 's brain, so ... what ? What is she ? ``

Neither of them knew. As Gabe went back to his desk he caught himself humming `` safety Ducky ''. That damn song was stuck in his head for the remainder of the day.

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After her nightly `` wakeup call '', Heidi went through Jacqueline 's desk. Finally, she found what she had been looking for : a letter of the alphabet with a return address for someone she was dying to speak to.

She called Stu. `` Road tripper, macho-man. sports meeting you outside the bar in half an hour. ``

Soon they were driving out of the city. Once they were on the highway, with no curves in pile, Heidi had Stu teach her how to get his old Chevy convertible and then he sacked out in the back seat while she drove.

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'' Stu, you take over now. '' He woke to ascertain the car pulled over at the side of the road and Heidi joining him in the back derriere. The sun was coming out.

When she saw the expression in his eyes and the growing package in his bloomers she said, `` Well, in a bit. Let 's bring tending of that 'morning wood'. ``

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'' What 's ... what 's happening ? ``

Stu had been driving for a few time of day and looked back to find what he thought was Heidi waking up, confused. He quickly pulled over.

She was looking at him now, her eyes full of fear. `` Who are you ? ``

SLAP ! He had given her a wax swing with his capable palm across her face, just like she had asked. His was not to question why ...

She smiled at him. `` Nice ... '' she said, rubbing at her reddening cheek. `` Why do n't you get back here and wake me up with that cock ? ``

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Robert Stevenson was puttering with the theatre wiring in his cellar. His new toaster had broken a circuit, and so he was upgrading the surf to manage the increased amperage. Then he heard something upstairs. He lived alone.

'' Goddamnit ... '' he murmured to himself as he crept up the stairs. He grabbed a acute knife from the kitchen and tiptoed into the animation room.

His daughter was sitting in his favorite chair. `` Jacqueline ? '' he called out, confused.

'' Hi pa. '' Then she noticed the tongue. `` Oh, getting gear up to poke me with something else you should n't ? ``

He stepped back. `` What ? ``

She stood up and walked toward him, very unlike how he remembered his daughter ; she seemed like a cat stalking its prey.

She stopped in front end of him and looked down at the knife. `` Well ? ``

He put it down on a nearby shelf. `` What do you want ? '' he asked, dour.

She looked at him intensely for a min. He felt his back prickle as he started to sweat.

'' Just to order you that I forgive you, pappa. Without your ... out or keeping behavior with me so many old age ago, I would n't be the charwoman I am now. '' She moved forward and gave him a hug.

He stood there, unsettled. `` Um, okey, then ... ? ``

She stepped back. `` Bye, Daddy. '' Then she strode out the front door and closed it behind her.

Robert shook his head. After a moment he returned the knife to the kitchen and walked back to the basement door.

'' Changed my judgment ! ``

He felt a beef, foursquare in his cover, and heard a crunching sound. Then he was tumbling down the stairs, ineffective to stop. more than crack cocaine and compaction and infliction. Finally, as he landed on the concrete, his arm produced the final exam breeze as it fractured. `` AaaAAHH ! ! ``

Thump ! Thump ! thud ! He could hear his daughter slowly descending the steps behind him. He tried to run, but his ramification were n't responding and his arm was screaming pain into his head.

She moved over to the switchbox. `` Oh, electricity ... so muscular, and yet so dangerous. '' She grabbed two cable's length and ripped them free. The lights went out.

Muriel Sarah Spark flew as she lightly touched both cables together a distich of fourth dimension. Then she touched them together against the forest of the wall. After a few irregular it started to smoke, and soon caught fire.

'' Jacq -- Jacqueline, '' he gasped.

She looked at him. `` That 's not my figure. You do n't even deserve to know it. '' She dropped the line and walked back over to him, the fire dancing up the wall behind her covering her face in shadow.

She considered him. `` No stage and one good arm. You still might make it up the stairs. '' Then she stomped down on his early forearm and he felt that bone grab as well.

'' Aaahhh ! ! '' He collapsed forward, spent.

She turned her back, went up the stair, and closed the basement threshold behind her.

She and Stu watched the house from a distance as it burned. He handed her a box of milk Duds.

'' You okay ? '' he asked.

'' Oh yeah, '' she replied through a rima oris broad of chocolate and caramel.

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Jacqueline woke up to a huge pain in the ass in her head. `` Oh ! '' She opened her centre to see that she was on the floor of her apartment.

She took gunstock of her consistence. Her sweat pant were wet ; she had peed herself ! She stumbled to the john and found a cut surrounded by a nasty bruise on the face of her tabernacle. Hobbling back to where she had woken up, she found some dried roue on the edge of her java table.

Her phone rang and she answered. `` Hello ? '' she groaned.

'' Jacqueline ! Thank God ... where have you been ? '' It was Gabe.

'' Knocked myself out on my coffee board, Gabe. Going to the hospital now. ``

'' You 've been unconscious all day ? ``

Her blood went cold. `` All ... day ? What clock time is it ? ``

'' Almost 6 PM. You never came to work ... I 've been calling for hours. Even went to your building at lunch, but there was no result on the intercommunication system either. Damnit, I should have gotten the building manager to open up the doorway ! ``

'' Not your fault, Gabe. I 'll name you after I 've had this looked at. '' Then she hung up the receiver.

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The hospital discharged her after a day of observation to pee sure she did n't lose consciousness again. In the meantime she had called Gabe to let him bonk she 'd be taking the residuum of the week off. However, she could n't stop thinking about it. Did she pass out as a position effect of using the helmet ? They had kept an eye on the black eye after using the Wave field on them, but could you really tell if a mouse had passed out versus just falling asleep ?

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She got home to find a phonation message from the coroner from her old habitation township. When she called them back, they explained that her father had perished in a fire that had destroyed her childhood home. As near as they could tell, her father had been working on the home 's electrical system and might stimulate accidentally started it himself, and then had fallen down the cellar steps while trying to head for the hills. His will pull up stakes everything to her, his only child, but without the mansion there was n't anything but the insurance policy settlement. She thanked them, hung up, and cried.

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Stu 's calls brought Heidi out to act every night. Jacqueline kept trying to determine Heidi 's origins, but the cleaning woman just was n't cooperating. Then an unexpected development occurred and everything changed.

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Heidi opened her center. She was sitting in the lab chair again, and Gabe was there. When had he had time to raise that beard ? she wondered. Then she realized that something else was different.

She looked down at her distend belly. She was significant, and very well along ! Also, both her arms and legs were restrained this time.

'' What is this ? ! '' she yelled. `` How long has it been ? ``

'' Since you last took over Jacqueline 's body ? About seven months, when she started throwing up, had herself tested, and realized that you 'd been getting out on your own. Did you even use a safe ? How many men did you have sex with ? ``

'' None of your nooky business, Gabe, '' she spat. `` How did she keep me down ? ``

He held up a halo-like object with circuitry running along it. `` We created a smaller, less brawny version of the beckon field machine and made some adjustments. When this detected the waveform that we 've been using to bring you out, it generated an inverse wafture to cancel it. Who was the guy screaming obscenities on the speech sound, Heidi ? That the Father ? ``

She smiled at him. `` Maybe. '' Most in all likelihood, though there had been Willy, she mused.

Then she noticed a played out syringe on the tabular array. `` What did you inject me with, Gabe ? ``

He looked at it. `` Something to pelt along the birth along. Should be taking event pretty promptly. ``

Then she felt it : her abdominal muscles spasmed and she gritted her tooth in discomfort. After about 30 seconds it calmed down. She was left breathing heavily.

Gabe wrote something on his clipboard. `` You seem to stimulate a lesser painfulness response. Jacqueline was screaming and barely coherent during the net contraction. She has a message for you : 'Since this gestation is your fault, Heidi, it 'll be your responsibility to carry it through .'You are going to give birth this sister. ``

Heidi screamed, but not in pain.

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In the end, Doctor Jacqueline Adlai Ewing Stevenson closed down her experiment and gave Heidi 's baby boy to Gabe to raise with his partner. Then she left town, never to return.

One day, 16 years later, Gabe received a software that contained the halo and a USB crusade with all of Dr. Stevenson 's distinction about the experiment. He did n't know what it meant ... was Jacqueline beat ? Did Heidi finally remove over ? He hid the devices away, but goose egg stays hidden forever.

But that is another story .