God Almighty Justice : Conner Evans

Conner was pissed. He had been humiliated by two teachers, laughed at by his girlfriend and then dumped, all on top of being deserted by his best friend. But he would have his revenge… oh yes he would birth his revenge. As he passed the bus, he actually contemplated riding, and then cursed himself for his stupidity. Sometimes he wondered whether he actually liked the abuse and simply couldn't admit it to himself. He walked past, pulling his hoodie over his straits. If his parents heard of this they wouldn't believe him and would probably ground him. Then again his sister would tell them, if he didn't threaten to kill her first.
As he walked place, he passed through a louche area of his town. The houses weren't broken or old, just brick with stoop. The people that lived there made the place shady. Several drug dealers had been arrested from the area, and while there were kids and families who were just trying to pull in ends meet, there were some being manipulated and some calling the shots on some very dangerous deals. Conner knew he would have to stay on this side walk and walk around the end, just to take the air the Saame distance back through to his theater. The neck of the woods was a big U-turn, the solitary way to get on the road out to Conner's vicinity. Halfway through he walked past an bowling alley that went all the way through. He stopped and looked, KNOWING that it had never been there before today. Still, if it made his paseo shorter, he decided to take it. Before he could get halfway through, a man in an overcoating stepped out from behind a dumpster. He was tall, almost seven fundament, and wearing an greatcoat with a wide brimmed crimson hat. Something about his presence made Conner shiver and pace away. At the same sentence he felt as though he knew the man.
"hello Conner. Yes you do sleep together me, before you ask. Everybody does. I am the incarnation of liberal arts fears and malice… any surmisal ?"The man looked in good order at Conner, his optic molten golden flag in blood red pond. His vocalisation was under the weather Henry Sweet, the smell of death and honey. But Conner didn't feel scared. He was pissed.
"That's just fucking awesome. The Devil appears to rip my someone from my dead body on the forged day of my be intimate sprightliness. You know what happened, right ? You know what's gon na pass to me too, don't you ? You're a mother fuckin'prick you know that ? You just let my lifespan go to hell so that you can hale me to hell when I commit suicide."Conner almost said more before he realized he just done that. But the man laughed, his baritone horn laugh singing the hair on Conner's spine.
"No one has ever done that, not to me. You got balls kid. No I didn't come to steal your person. It's harder than a eff careen anyway. No, those guys deserve what you wan na generate ‘ em. I came to dish out some Maker justice. You got bowel kid, more than to the highest degree. You've had a shit animation and God and I aint helped you much as we shoulda. So here I am. I came to cave in you some perk that everybody else would down to have."
With that, the Tempter walked forward and reached out a gloved hand, tapping Conner on his chest just over his affectionateness. A blinding annoyance exploded in his gut, then his head word, and then all over his consistence. He doubled over, clutching at his stomach to restrain from retching all over the Prince of Darkness. Just when he thought he would black out, the painfulness went away, and the stars and fuzziness retreated from his vision. He felt rejuvenated, and when he looked down he realized that the hurting had been the stretching of his heftiness. Ten minutes ago, he had been short, tubby and his implements of war had been toothpicks. Now, he was six one, with muscle some of the pass receiver on his football team would begrudge. He looked at Satan for a import, the question on his knife. He was however unable to talk.
"Yeah, you're physically enhanced. That's just a part. You've just experienced six years worth of endocrine. puberty is over. cleaning lady will be sexually attracted to you on batch, and you'll be almost irresistible. Oh, and you're smarter too. You'll bill things you didn't before, and you'll think back pretty a good deal everything. And then, to top it off, you have received two benefits that no one else on the planet has. You have total access to your brain. Telepathy, psychokinesis, the entirely nine yards. Also, you're able-bodied to alter yourself physically. And those you have a connection to, though you'll be significantly watery altering others. And the best section ? No strings attached. Have fun kid. You earned it after putting up with all the shit we divine beings let happen to you."With that, the devil turned and walked away, a doorway opening into some black elbow room where shrieking were echoing.
Conner stood there in mental rejection, wondering whether or not the no train attached scuttlebutt was true. Then again, why should Satan lie to him ? He had already ruined his spirit once, why make it worse. And just the physical alteration was amazing. That alone would help him. He walked out of the back street, turning and looking back only to see a brick wall where he had talked to the most malign being in the universe. He decided being a Satanist wasn't all that bad of an option.
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Conner got dwelling house to see his sister getting off the bus. When she turned to look at him she gasped and backed away. He knew on some level she had been a part of what had happened, but he had no proof… at least not yet. When he got closer, she looked him up and down before attempting to talk. She was as speechless as he had been. Conner decided to try telepathy.
Is that my big sidekick ? ! shit he… what the nookie happened to him ? ! ? ! he is fucking stud… man I'm getting wet just looking at him… man if he goes to schoolhouse tomorrow he'll be the talk of the whole town. Still, he kinda already is. What the shtup happened to him ?
Conner was satisfied for the moment, extremely glad Lucifer hadn't lied to him. He brushed past her as though she didn't exist. At his touch she shuddered, her knees crossing and her eyes fluttering. He knew she had just creamed herself, but even that didn't make him any happier regarding her. He walked up the steps, opening the door into his large three-story star sign. When he got inside, he walked straight into his sire's agency. His father was stunned. Conner had never been so brash as to cut off a phone cry before.
That small prick, what the fuck happened to him ? He's ripped, and taller too ! It's like pubescence hit him in twenty arcminute and then left… fucking up my work just cause he's bigger, I'll show him. This wagerer be Charles Frederick Worth my lie with time… Conner decided telepathy was one of the greatest affair ever when he reached into his dad's head as though he had always done it. Then he took it a step further.
"Dad, you will not shout out. You will listen and you will obey without question."With those Christian Bible and a quick scope into his founder's mind, Conner had mind ascendance down."You will not be rude or disrespectful to me, and you will treat me as though I'm actually your son. You will defend me when anyone asks you what happened at school day, and you will say you don't know what I did to get so… ripped I guess."With that, Conner decided he didn't want to alter his father too much, and made him return to the phone call, starting with an apology.
Conner walked right past his sister and mother on the way to his room, kissing his mom on the cheek and ignoring her startled looking and amazed gasp. His sister sighed again, the wetness between her legs growing nifty every time she saw him. When he finally reached his way on the third gear floor, he threw his knapsack down in his office hot seat, locked the door and stripped. He wanted to see just what all had been done. Entering his lavatory, he looked into the mirror. His blue eyes looked back, going over his Nox disgraceful tomentum and his otherwise formula nerve. None of his feature film were too marked, but weren't soft by any standard.
When his gaze dropped he was almost felicitous again. His breast was muscled, not flabby. Where an orb of fat had been was a six pack, and his arms were those of a baseball game player, expectant muscular tissue with diluent but not unworked forearms. His flaccid cock, once only six column inch when hard, was now that long when dangling. As he thought of the devil's word, he remembered something. He thought of his rooster being longer, and watched in satisfaction as it grew longer. Though it was still flaccid… he instantly thought of a pleasant way to fix that. He would most certainly have something over his sister…


SELENA

When she and her mom were done talking, Selena instantly went out into the backyard for her day by day swim. She went into the pool sign and changed into her favorite purple two-piece. Her parents had fixed the pool house with a changing elbow room and a fall apart pipe elbow room, so that the kids didn't have to use the bathrooms. The changing room was complete with crapper, mirror and sink.
Selena finished stripping quickly, admiring her body afterwards. She had always had the everlasting body, rigorous venter, mean ass, a not-too-skinny neck and 36c breasts that were not sagging under their own weight as most of her friends'white meat did. Between stripping her clothes and putting on her bikini, she ran her hands over her dead body as she always did. She wiped her centre, making sure they didn't flavor tired or stressed, checked her flawless white skin in the mirror, then put her handwriting under her tits and held them, her cool partake exciting her again. Her creative thinker wandered to Conner and his miraculous alteration. Where once he had been wimpy and short, he was now magniloquent and ripped, a complete stud by her standards. And she had gamey standards. As she thought of her brother her manpower wandered down over her stomach and to her hairless nether realm.
Her pussy had never had swollen lips or been camel toe, but instead was always rose colorful and flush. Her touch reminded her of how her brother had brushed by her and instantly she became aroused again. Her touch made it all the worse. She had maybe five minutes if her menage didn't question her, and she had been in the changing room for Thomas More than two minutes. Later. Definitely later… screwing how am I gon na get through dinner ? She put the thought out of her thinker, retrieving her clothes and exiting the pool star sign. She walked to the boundary, tested the water and then jumped in, feeling the warmth of the summer heat replaced by the heat of the family's pool. The dour bottom absorbed estrus like metal, and the pool was always warm in saltation and summertime. They could heat up it if they wanted to use it for the winter.
Selena swam twenty circuit breathing, then four under H2O, coming up for breathing place between. Finally she just floated and relaxed. Her thinker felt affectionate and sleepy, listening to the distant voice without question…

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Conner walked downstairs, already hearing the close of the garage threshold. He had suggested his father shut the threshold to his role and work for the next few hr, ignoring them until dinner party. This wasn't abnormal, and the spot was completely soundproofed so that they couldn't hear him and he couldn't hear them. It wasn't abnormal for his female parent to go over to a ally's house, drink some wine and remain until nine, leaving the tyke to order pizza pie for themselves and their father. So those were the mastery given by Conner. Now his sister was his. He would have everything he needed, including the chance to try out his new ability to change others.
As he walked out to the pool he watched her impetus with her eyes closed. He had always hated his sister small bit, and despised her with all his mettle. She was youthful, the crown jewel of her parents'lives. He, on the former mitt, had been an accident and the reason they got married. They told their Quaker that he was the reason they got married and the cause they fell in love, but he knew it wasn't honest. Selena was the cause they fell in love. They treated him with hatred, something even their friends noticed. Even Selena's gracious Quaker looked at him with pity. But now, he had his vengeance.
He stripped, his cock getting hard at the sight of Selena floating, her firm breast and miserly ass arousing him. His neighbors had built a ten-foot fence on either side, aught against her but a way to ensure privacy. The concluding masses who had lived here had been strange, or so they had heard. That meant Conner didn't have to worry about anyone disturbing him and his exploit. He stripped and commanded his baby to get out of the pocket billiards, along with a mastery that he wasn't there.
It worked fabulously, his cock rising to its full ten inches at the flock of Selena dripping wet and rising from the syndicate. He then took it to the succeeding whole tone and commanded her to take off her bikini. He watched in satisfaction as his incredibly hot babe removed her purple suit of clothes, revealing her pink tit and puss. Her tits were perfect, with small areolas, pink and hard from the water. Her pussy was almost enough to commit Conner a nosebleed. It was folded on itself, flush and ready for some male attention. And he was make to give it some.
His next command had Selena lie down on one of the lounge chairman and intend whatever tactile sensation she felt were her own. When she was laying on the chair with her eyes shut in peaceful castle in Spain, Conner moved to find her. His deal went first to her mammilla, lightly grazing them and then massaging them. He played with her mamilla, hearing her sigh at the spirit of them being touched. He reached out to her consistency and made it more sore to touch, making her moan at his touch now. He leaned down and kissed her breast, suckling and spiraling around her tit. He gradually learned what she liked and what turned her off, eventually making her scream in ecstasy. Conner watched as her spinal column arched, her climax reach stature he hadn't thought an climax could reach. He decided he liked female sexual climax better than his.
When she came down from her orgasm, he moved down to her pussy, admiring the beautiful mess in front end of him. The folds were inside of the skin, and the tegument was flush with rosy-colored fluids, the out-of-door dripping his babe's cum. He placed his finger's breadth on the skin, hearing her gasp in her slumber. He slid his power and ring fingerbreadth over her sex, learning where she wanted his feeling. Finally he settled on her clit, making her tremor and sigh in seventh heaven. He could tell t was sensitive, so he altered that with his newfound ability, making sure the slight nub wasn't painfully sensitive after her orgasm. Then he slid his fingerbreadth down and found her cunt, sliding his index digit in and enjoying the sound of her suck in breath at the usurpation into her sex.
As he pumped his fingerbreadth in and out, Conner reached into her thinker, finding the division that received the intuitive feeling of his sexual touch. The resolution was staggering. Selena was in bliss no man could ever experience, though Conner hadn't had sex yet. He certainly didn't want to hump his Sister and present her his virginity. That would be like rolling over and playing absolutely. But he could experiment with any char he wanted, altering them to make them enjoy it more, so why not accept some fun here at home ? He certainly didn't want to see his mother naked. The sight might gift him nightmares… with a thrill he returned to the task at deal. Selena was almost writhing in ecstasy, his finger's breadth going in and out quickly, mostly due to her pussy juices covering the tegument around her slit and even Conner's entire hand. He reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking himself while he masturbated his Sister. After a bit he slipped in two more than fingers and speeded up his pumping. Selena's reception was prompt. She gasped and put her hands on her titmouse, massaging and kneading them together. She was obviously in heaven, bliss and orgasm taking over her dead body as one. When Conner tapped into her nerves again he almost came himself. The sexual function of her genius was going haywire, the amount of pleasure staggering.
Finally he placed his mouth on her cunt and replaced his fingers with his tongue, pumping in and out of her sex and licking the inside of her pussy. He found he quite liked the taste, almost like sweet piddle. When she was almost to orgasm he moved up to her clit and made her cum. When he felt the tide spate, he stood and reached into her intellect. The reaction his body felt to the symbiosis was contiguous. His cock was already punishing than a bar of steel, and now it hardened even more, giving Conner his own wave of pleasure to add to his sister's. Conner felt the tightening in his testicle, the burning sensation in his rooster and watched as he bathed his Sister in his cum, the largest orgasm of his lifespan still happening. He came for the length of minutes, squirting gobs of cum onto his sister's soundbox and cumming again because he was cumming on his sister. Selena had no button either. The feel of her chum's cum landing on her face and pap made her sexual climax persist, until she blacked out, still cumming. Conner was totally drained by the time he finished. Something told him he had lost control, but he couldn't think straight after his orgasm. He realized he still had various minute with his sister. He decided to prove out his force, lifting his sister and descending into the puddle with her in her weapons system.
After he bathed them both, cleaning off the bucket of his cum from his sister's soundbox, he exited the pond with her still unconscious grade. He was so tired he decided just to float up to his baby's balcony, not registering his use of telepathy. He laid her in her bed, covering her with the covering fire and climbing up the stairs to his room. He knew he would sleep for a long while, so he went to his windowpane and brought up his clothes and his baby's Bikini, to ensure his parents did not suspect anything. After he was surely they couldn't be suspected he laid down in his bed and went into a late slumber, satisfied he knew enough about sex to pleasure any future girlfriend .