God Almighty Justice : Conner Arthur 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 cause his retaliation. As he passed the bus, he actually contemplated equitation, and then cursed himself for his stupidity. Sometimes he wondered whether he actually liked the maltreatment and simply couldn't admit it to himself. He walked past, pulling his hoodie over his nous. If his parents heard of this they wouldn't believe him and would probably ground him. Then again his babe would tell them, if he didn't threaten to obliterate her firstly.
As he walked home, he passed through a suspect area of his Town. The houses weren't broken or old, just brick with stoops. The masses that lived there made the place shady. Several drug dealers had been arrested from the orbit, and while there were kids and families who were just trying to make ends run across, there were some being manipulated and some calling the shots on some very dangerous stack. Conner knew he would have to stay on this side of meat walk and manner of walking around the end, just to walk the Lapplander distance back through to his family. The neighborhood was a big U-turn, the exclusively way to get on the road out to Conner's neighborhood. Halfway through he walked past an 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 base on balls shorter, he decided to take it. Before he could get halfway through, a man in an overcoat stepped out from behind a dumpster. He was tall, almost seven feet, and wearing an overcoat with a wide brimmed deep red hat. Something about his mien made Conner shiver and ill-use away. At the same metre he felt as though he knew the man.
"howdy Conner. Yes you do sleep together me, before you ask. Everybody does. I am the avatar of humanities concern and malice… any guesses ?"The man looked right at Conner, his eyes molten gold fleur-de-lis in blood red pools. His voice was under the weather Henry Sweet, the look of expiry and dearest. But Conner didn't feel scared. He was pissed.
"That's just fucking awesome. The Satan appears to rip my soul from my body on the spoiled day of my fucking spirit. You know what happened, right ? You know what's gon na hap to me too, don't you ? You're a mother fuckin'prick you know that ? You just let my liveliness 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 laugh singing the tomentum 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 soul. It's backbreaking than a sleep with rock anyway. No, those cat deserve what you wan na hold ‘ em. I came to dish out out some Divine Department of Justice. You got grit kid, more than most. You've had a shit life and God and I aint helped you much as we shoulda. So here I am. I came to pay you some fringe benefit that everybody else would drink down to have."
With that, the Tempter walked forward and reached out a gloved hand, tapping Conner on his thorax just over his heart. A blinding pain exploded in his gut, then his head, and then all over his body. He doubled over, clutching at his stomach to keep on from retching all over the Devil. Just when he thought he would disgraceful out, the nuisance went away, and the champion and indistinctness retreated from his imagination. He felt rejuvenated, and when he looked down he realized that the pain had been the stretch of his muscle. Ten minutes ago, he had been short, tubby and his blazon had been toothpicks. Now, he was six one, with muscle some of the liquidator on his football team would envy. He looked at Satan for a present moment, the motion on his glossa. He was however unable to talk.
"Yeah, you're physically enhanced. That's just a function. You've just experienced six years worth of hormones. pubescence is over. Women will be sexually attracted to you on ken, and you'll be almost irresistible. Oh, and you're smarter too. You'll bill things you didn't before, and you'll remember pretty often everything. And then, to top it off, you have received two benefit that no one else on the planet has. You have full phase of the moon admission to your mentality. thought transference, telekinesis, the solid nine grounds. Also, you're able to falsify yourself physically. And those you have a connexion to, though you'll be significantly weaker altering others. And the estimable part ? No drawing string attached. Have fun kid. You earned it after putting up with all the dirt we divine existence let encounter to you."With that, the devil turned and walked away, a doorway opening into some pitch-dark room where screams were echoing.
Conner stood there in mental rejection, wondering whether or not the no strings attached comment was true. Then again, why should Satan lie to him ? He had already ruined his life history once, why make it worsened. And just the forcible adjustment was amazing. That alone would help him. He walked out of the alley, turning and looking back only to see a brick rampart where he had talked to the most vicious being in the universe of discourse. He decided being a diabolist wasn't all that bad of an option.
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Conner got home to see his babe 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 speak. She was as speechless as he had been. Conner decided to try telepathy.
Is that my big sidekick ? ! Damn he… what the screw happened to him ? ! ? ! he is fucking stud… man I'm getting wet just looking at him… man if he goes to school day tomorrow he'll be the talk of the whole town. Still, he kinda already is. What the fuck happened to him ?
Conner was satisfied for the moment, extremely sword lily the Tempter hadn't lied to him. He brushed past her as though she didn't exist. At his touch she shuddered, her knee 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 footfall, opening the door into his large three-story home. When he got inside, he walked straight into his Father-God's federal agency. His father was stunned. Conner had never been so brash as to interrupt a telephone call before.
That footling prick, what the ass happened to him ? He's ripped, and taller too ! It's like puberty hit him in 20 hour and then left… fucking up my employment just cause he's bighearted, I'll show him. This better be Charles Frederick Worth my fucking time… Conner decided telepathy was one of the enceinte thing ever when he reached into his dad's mind as though he had always done it. Then he took it a footprint further.
"Dad, you will not yell. You will listen and you will obey without question."With those words and a quick reach into his father's mind, Conner had mind dominance down."You will not be rude or awless to me, and you will deal me as though I'm actually your son. You will defend me when anyone asks you what happened at school, 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 castrate his male parent too much, and made him return to the headphone call, starting with an apology.
Conner walked redress past his babe and female parent on the way to his room, kissing his mom on the cheek and ignoring her startle look and nonplus gasp. His sister sighed again, the wetness between her legs growing not bad every meter she saw him. When he finally reached his room on the third floor, he threw his rucksack down in his post chair, locked the door and stripped. He wanted to see just what all had been done. Entering his bathroom, he looked into the mirror. His dispirited eyes looked back, going over his night calamitous whisker and his otherwise normal face. None of his features were too pronounced, but weren't soft by any standard.
When his regard dropped he was almost happy again. His chest of drawers was muscled, not flabby. Where an orb of fat had been was a sixpack, and his arms were those of a baseball player, magnanimous muscleman with thinner 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 hellion's Christian Bible, he remembered something. He thought of his hammer being retentive, 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 daily swim. She went into the pond theater and changed into her best-loved purple bikini. Her parents had fixed the pool house with a changing room and a dissever pipe way, so that the kids didn't have to use the bathrooms. The changing room was complete with toilet, mirror and sink.
Selena finished stripping quickly, admiring her trunk afterwards. She had always had the perfect body, tight stomach, tight ass, a not-too-skinny neck and 36c boob that were not sagging under their own weight as virtually of her friends'breasts did. Between stripping her clothes and putting on her bikini, she ran her hands over her body as she always did. She wiped her center, making sure they didn't look tired or stressed, checked her unflawed whitened skin in the mirror, then put her hand under her tits and held them, her cool contact exciting her again. Her creative thinker wandered to Conner and his providential modification. Where once he had been wimpish and unretentive, he was now marvelous and ripped, a nail studhorse by her standards. And she had high up criterion. As she thought of her brother her work force wandered down over her stomach and to her hairless nether regions.
Her pussy had never had swollen mouth or been camel toe, but instead was always rose colored and flush. Her touch reminded her of how her brother had brushed by her and instantly she became aroused again. Her skin senses made it all the worse. She had maybe five minute if her family didn't question her, and she had been in the changing room for more than two minutes. Later. Definitely later… Fuck how am I gon na get through dinner party ? She put the thought out of her mind, retrieving her clothes and exiting the pool star sign. She walked to the edge, tested the water and then jumped in, feeling the warmth of the summer high temperature replaced by the warmheartedness of the family's pond. The dark bottom absorbed heat energy like metal, and the pool was always quick in springiness and summer. They could heat it if they wanted to use it for the winter.
Selena swam xx laps breathing, then four under pee, coming up for breather between. Finally she just floated and relaxed. Her judgment felt lovesome and sleepy, listening to the distant voice without question…

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Conner walked downstairs, already hearing the stopping point of the garage door. He had suggested his father shut the doorway to his office and work for the next few time of day, ignoring them until dinner. This wasn't abnormal, and the office 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 friend's home, booze some vino and delay until nine, leaving the kids to order pizza for themselves and their father. So those were the control given by Conner. Now his sister was his. He would have everything he needed, including the luck to try out his new ability to transfer others.
As he walked out to the kitty he watched her purport with her center closed. He had always hated his sister diminished bit, and despised her with all his heart. She was younger, the pate jewel of her parents'life-time. He, on the other hand, had been an accident and the ground they got married. They told their acquaintance that he was the reason they got married and the reason they fell in love, but he knew it wasn't true. Selena was the reason they fell in love. They treated him with hatred, something even their Quaker noticed. Even Selena's squeamish protagonist looked at him with compassion. But now, he had his vengeance.
He stripped, his putz getting hard at the batch of Selena floating, her firm breasts and nasty ass arousing him. His neighbors had built a ten-foot fence on either side, nothing against her but a way to ensure seclusion. The hold out people who had lived here had been foreign, or so they had heard. That meant Conner didn't have to worry about anyone disturbing him and his exploits. He stripped and commanded his sister to get out of the pool, along with a command that he wasn't there.
It worked fabulously, his putz rising to its full ten in at the survey of Selena dripping wet and rising from the pool. He then took it to the side by side step and commanded her to take off her bikini. He watched in satisfaction as his incredibly hot sister removed her purpleness suit, revealing her pink tit and pussy. Her tits were perfective tense, with lowly areolas, pink and hard from the pee. Her snatch was almost enough to feed Conner a nosebleed. It was folded on itself, flush and ready for some manlike attention. And he was make to give it some.
His next program line had Selena lie down on one of the waiting room professorship and guess whatever touches she felt were her own. When she was laying on the chair with her eyes shut in passive daydream, Conner moved to feel her. His hands went first to her boob, lightly grazing them and then massaging them. He played with her teat, hearing her suspiration at the tactile property of them being touched. He reached out to her trunk and made it more sensitive to affect, making her moan at his touch now. He leaned down and kissed her breast, suckling and spiraling around her mamilla. He gradually learned what she liked and what turned her off, eventually making her scream in ecstasy. Conner watched as her rachis arched, her coming reaching heights he hadn't thought an orgasm could reach. He decided he liked female person orgasm better than his.
When she came down from her sexual climax, he moved down to her kitty, admiring the beautiful stack in presence of him. The flock were inside of the skin, and the pelt was outpouring with rosy fluids, the outside dripping his baby's cum. He placed his fingers on the skin, hearing her pant in her slumber. He slid his index and ring fingers over her sex, learning where she wanted his cutaneous senses. Finally he settled on her clit, making her frisson and sigh in cloud nine. He could tell t was sensitive, so he altered that with his newfound ability, making sure the little nub wasn't painfully sensitive after her climax. Then he slid his digit down and found her cunt, sliding his indicant finger in and enjoying the sound of her suction in breather at the usurpation into her sex.
As he pumped his finger in and out, Conner reached into her mind, finding the share that received the tactual sensation of his sexual touch sensation. The result was staggering. Selena was in bliss no man could ever experience, though Conner hadn't had sex yet. He certainly didn't want to get it on his sister and give her his virginity. That would be like rolling over and playing perfectly. But he could try out with any adult female he wanted, altering them to arrive at them enjoy it more, so why not have some fun here at habitation ? He certainly didn't want to see his mother naked. The sight might hand him nightmares… with a quiver he returned to the task at hired man. Selena was almost writhing in XTC, his finger going in and out quickly, mostly due to her purulent juice covering the tegument around her cunt and even Conner's integral manus. He reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking himself while he masturbated his sister. After a bit he slipped in two more fingers and speeded up his pumping. Selena's response was contiguous. She gasped and put her hands on her tits, massaging and kneading them together. She was obviously in heaven, walking on air and orgasm taking over her body as one. When Conner tapped into her boldness again he almost came himself. The sexual persona of her brain was going haywire, the amount of delight staggering.
Finally he placed his mouth on her cunt and replaced his fingers with his lingua, pumping in and out of her sex and licking the inside of her pussycat. He found he quite liked the gustatory modality, almost like honeyed piddle. When she was almost to orgasm he moved up to her clitoris and made her cum. When he felt the lunar time period surge, he stood and reached into her mind. The chemical reaction his body felt to the symbiosis was prompt. His stopcock was already knockout than a bar of steel, and now it hardened even more, giving Conner his own undulation of pleasure to add to his sis's. Conner felt the tightening in his bollock, the burning sensation in his rooster and watched as he bathed his sister in his cum, the orotund climax of his living still happening. He came for the length of minutes, squirting gobs of cum onto his sister's consistence and cumming again because he was cumming on his sis. Selena had no release either. The feel of her chum's cum landing on her face and nipple made her climax persist, until she blacked out, still cumming. Conner was totally drained by the clock 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 hour with his sister. He decided to prove out his military strength, lifting his sis and descending into the syndicate with her in her weaponry.
After he bathed them both, cleaning off the bucket of his cum from his sister's body, he exited the pool with her still unconscious form. He was so pall he decided just to swim up to his Sister's balcony, not registering his use of telepathy. He laid her in her bed, covering her with the covers and climbing up the stairs to his way. He knew he would sleep for a foresightful spell, so he went to his window and brought up his clothes and his babe's bikini, to ensure his parents did not suspect anything. After he was certainly they couldn't be suspected he laid down in his bed and went into a deep slumber, satisfied he knew enough about sex to pleasure any future girlfriend .