Master P.C: The Revenge
Copyright© 2025 by VeX_1138
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - Beaten nearly to death, an average teenage boy is mysteriously given access to a program he can use to manipulate any human--including himself--physically, mentally, or emotionally. While he is nearly recovered from his beating, Jack plots his revenge against those who nearly killed him, those who helped them get away with it, and also decides to have some fun along the way. Please read the 'Foreword' for more information on the codes.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Cheating Cuckold Wimp Husband Incest Cousins MaleDom Group Sex Orgy Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Body Modification Size Revenge Slow Violence
Jack’s cousin Jessica arrived the next evening just before dinner. Jessica was exactly like he remembered her, only more beautiful. She was eighteen, “fully in bloom” as his Grandpa Buck would say, and she had the confidence of a young woman who knew she was beautiful, which made her even more beautiful.
Where Mandy had this sexy teenage beauty, combined with a nanite-enhanced body, Jessica was a norse warrior goddess. Jack got his blue eyes from his mother’s side of the family, but most of the rest of his appearance, his dark hair, bone structure, even his dusky skin, came from his father’s mix of Mediterranean and Middle-Eastern heritage. Grandpa Buck’s family was a mix of several Mediterranean nations, mostly Greek, but Grandma had been from Iran. His mother’s side of the family was a mix of several Nordic countries. And Jessica’s father was even from Sweden, making her Nordic ancestry even stronger.
Jessica was taller than me, by at least an inch or two, which definitely enhanced her beauty. I’d have to look at her statistics later on the app, but she had a truly stellar rack that tapered down to an hourglass figure with a nice tight ass. On Mandy, I preferred her slightly thicker ass, but on a tall woman like Jessica, the slender athletic look worked.
Of course, my newly uncrippled ass was ‘volunteered’ to help Jessica carry her luggage and boxes inside. Jessica protested that she wasn’t sure how long she was going to stay and it might be better to leave most of it in the car, but my father insisted that my mother was right, plus if she was going to be driving around the campus area, it wasn’t wise to leave a car full of stuff on the street. That convinced her.
So Jessica and I spent a good thirty minutes carting a carload of stuff up to the guest room. By the time we were done, dinner was ready and I was starved.
I’d noticed earlier today that I was eating a lot more. I don’t know if it was the sexual activity or the ‘growth spurt’, or both. But I was definitely eating almost double what I’d been eating a week ago. So far, my mother hadn’t noticed--or commented at least.
Dinner was steaks my father and I grilled alongside several ears of corn out by the pool while my mother and Jessica prepared whipped butter for the corn and a simple vinaigrette salad. We ate on the patio since it was actually a pleasant temperature once the sun went down.
My mother peppered Jessica with questions about her intentions, her new internship, and her financial situation when it came to apartment hunting.
Jess informed us that she was going to be a general intern in the Bioengineering Department for the summer and she was starting early, which she thought would give her a leg up when the other usual summer interns started in June. She did intend to spend some time learning her way around campus, looking at apartment options in the area, and also taking a tour of the campus which would include the dorm she might be living in.
Just like Jack guessed, she was a bit apprehensive about spending nearly two and a half hours driving each day because of the distance from our house to the campus, but was grateful that we wanted her to stay with us.
She also explained that her scholarship included room and board and had specific stipulations that allowed her to receive that money in cash if she opted not to live on campus or use their meal plan. Currently, she hoped to find an apartment very close to the campus and use the meal plan or one of the partial meal plans that allowed her to eat most of her meals on campus.
If the apartment wasn’t too expensive, she might actually save money by not living in the dorms. And that money could help pay for an apartment during these summer months while she was interning. Her internship was paid, but it paid less than most summer jobs. What she was getting were invaluable connections at the school and the equivalent of a minimum wage, with insurance--though she was still on her parents’ insurance, so she didn’t need that.
After dinner, his parents intended on watching some new show on Netflix, which didn’t sound interesting to Jack, and Jessica begged off to unpack some of her things.
Jack was just picking up his phone in his room when he heard Jessica step into the doorway, “Hey, would you come sit in my room and talk for a bit? I haven’t seen you in months and you weren’t even conscious then. We should catch up.”
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