Leben
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Chapter 10
Sex Story: Chapter 10 - The product of bio-engineering they search for their place and the man who made them what they are. They search for their humanity and sexuality. God no sex? What a crappy life!
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Mind Control Heterosexual Science Fiction Masturbation Slow Transformation Violence
Alan tried to block the pain but it kept coming from everywhere, finally he found a teenage Varick cringing in a corner. “Come with me,” Alan said. The teenager only stared at Alan with a look of questioning. “Oh hell, I forgot. Kommen Sie mit mir, dass ich Ihnen in Sicherheit bringen wird. (Come with me I will take you to safety)”
The young man only shook so Alan repeated what he’d said and then the young man reached for his hand. The pain Alan felt shooting through him was incredible but he kept leading the man away from the pain. After what felt like an hour the pain stopped Alan stopped and turned to the young man, “Sie sollten jetzt in Ordnung sein. (You should be fine now).
The young man nodded then hugged Alan, “Vielen Dank.” (Thank you)
Alan was suddenly sitting beside Varick almost every muscle in his body hurt but Varick was breathing easier and staring at him. “Thank you, I thought I was going to go mad.”
“I have to ask you, who was that man that was administering those shots?” Alan asked he could swear he’d seen the man before.
Varick’s eyes got wide then he quietly said, “That was the doctor, a truly evil man.”
“I could swear I have seen that man before but I can’t seem to remember, I think it was on television.” Thinking a moment, Alan snapped his fingers. “It was on the history channel about the scientists that Hitler employed at the start of the war.” Snapping his fingers again Alan said, “Dr. Johann Bauer! Yes I believe that was his name, they said he was a real sadistic, psychopath he believed that everything he was doing was improving the human race. They said that he was conducting immoral experiments when his underground lab exploded.”
“Yes we know all of that, we were there when it exploded, and we were all at the front of the bunker when the blast went off. The doctor was taking samples from us, handing them to an assistant as crazy as he was.” Varick told a shocked Alan.”I can’t tell you how long we were there, I can’t tell you where in Germany we were. All I know is that when the blast occurred we were thrown toward the doors. The doctor was bleeding badly as was the assistant, I wanted to bash his brains in but Angelika pulled me out of there. I believe that Truda pulled Harman out.”
Varick stopped for a moment as tears started to fall from his eyes, the memories painful daggers in his mind.
“We started to walk not caring where we were, not really looking just walking to get as far from the den of evil as we could. Sometime later we were taken in as orphans of the war. We must have been near France, the last memory I have of then was everyone seemed to be speaking French. After that nothing I just got part of that now whatever you did opened up a lot of memories from after the explosion.” Varick was shaking badly his sister came and held him, her eyes wide also.
“Oh my god I remember walking forever, then the people speaking French. I thought we were going to die but we all followed Varick he’d always seemed to protect us all in some way.” Truda said from the doorway, she too was shaking when Harman wrapped his arms around her to help calm her.
“Thank you Alan, I had forgotten our flight to freedom for a short time.” Alan nodded and walked out helped? It seemed he’d caused more pain than helped. Walking to the kitchen he made something to eat and sat on the cot that he’d slept on the night before. A sigh escaped his lips he only wanted to help them in all actuality they were the only real family he had and here he was hurting them. Getting up he was heading for the door when his mother appeared in front of him.
“Where are you going?” She asked him sternly. “There is still a lot to do.”
“No mother I have hurt you all far more than I have helped it would be best if i just disappeared.” Alan told Angelika who had a shocked look on her face.
“NO, you haven’t, the pain I get from the memories is far, less than it was, I don’t know what you did when you went in last time, but it helped more than you think. Besides if you try to leave I am afraid I am going to have to have Harman beat your ass!” Varick said a sly smile on his face. Harman also had an almost evil look on his face as he pounded his fist into his hand. Sighing Alan gave up as he raised his hands.
“Alright, alright, god I’ll stay,” pointing his finger at Varick, he stated, “That doesn’t mean I’m going to like it!”
Alan tried to stare down all four of them as they not only blocked the exit but threatened to kick his ass if he made a move toward it. Shaking his head he knew that his mother would follow him to the ends of the earth, why the hell had he taught her that?
“So what’s it going to be Alan, you have us almost to the point that the doctor can’t touch us and you want to leave?” Angelika told him. “I would take you over my knee but,” here she stared at him, “you’d probably love that WAY too much!”
Alan nodded the more he thought of it the more he knew that she was right! Damn it! How in the hell had she gotten this good this fast? Reaching out his eyes flew wide when he felt several corrections that she had made to her own mind! The further he went the more he saw that she had done many of the same things he’d done so many years ago.
Looking within, Alan knew that they would one day be where he was now, but that meant only that he would have to keep going his self. Besides he owed this doctor person a major ass kicking for what he’d done to him. Sighing he knew he was beat for now, as tired as he was still he knew he had no chance to out run nor out last any of them.
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