Chapter 2

"Hey dweeb," Gwen said as she carried her food to the table in the rustbucket and set her bowls down, "take your feet off the table. Do you have any idea how gross that is?"

"How can you say I'm gross when you eat something like that?" Ben asked as he took his stockinged feet off the table without taking his eyes off his handheld video game, he put his shoulder against the wall as grandpa Max took the off ramp just a little to fast. "I mean, who eats sauerkraut and strawberry ice cream?"

"It's not like I had much choice," Gwen said as she took a spoonful of sauerkraut and held it in front of her mouth as she spoke. "After you raided the fridge this morning this was all we had left."

"At least I left something for you," Ben said, "so why are you complaining?"

"Actually I'm not," Gwen said, putting her spoon down and leaning close enough to Ben so he could hear what she was saying as she lowered her voice. "When I opened the fridge I realized that sauerkraut and strawberry ice cream was exactly what I was craving."

"So you're not complaining then," Ben said. "That's fine with me."

"You're such a doofus," Gwen said as she glared at Ben, but the wink she gave her cousin said something much different, especially when curled her fingers and moved her hand back and forth in front of her open mouth to show how much she was looking forward to giving him a blow job.

"And you're such a geek," Ben responded, sticking his tongue out at Gwen and moving it up and moving it up and down like he was licking her bald pussy.

"Keep it down you two," Grandpa Max said from the driver's seat. "I know it's early but after the way we all took out those bank robbers earlier I think we could use a little extra rest tonight. I know a great camp site just a few miles off the highway so we'll make an early night of it. And in spite of the way you kids have been raiding the fridge I know we have enough food for tonight and tomorrow, but we'll have to stop at the store before we get very far in the morning."

"Sounds good to me, grandpa," covering his mouth so his grandfather wouldn't see the way he licked his lips as he gave Gwen a suggestive wink. "Those bank robbers tired me out more than I realized so I wouldn't mind getting to bed early tonight."

"Sounds good to me too," Gwen said as she finished her food and took her dishes to the sink and washed them before she put them away. When she turned back to the table she looked to make sure grandpa wasn't looking before she patted her crotch so Ben could see what she was doing as she walked back to the same bench where the two of them had fucked for the first time a month earlier. After glancing at the driver's seat again Gwen took a note from her pants pocket and slid it across the table so Ben could read it.

"You don't want me to change before we meet tonight?" Ben asked in a whisper, "why?"

"I'll explain later," Gwen hissed as she made sure Grandpa Max wasn't looking at them in the rearview mirror, "just do it, ok doofus?"

"Whatever you say, geek," Ben responded, giving Gwen a quick wink to show he didn't really mean anything by the word. He noticed that his cousin was looking past him and turned to see that they were passing an abandoned cabin.

"He grandpa, how long before we get to the campsite?" Ben asked as he and Gwen watched the cabin disappear behind them.

"We're there now," Grandpa Max said as he slowed to turn onto a short two track road.

"I'll leave first and meet you at the cabin as soon as we get camp set up," Ben whispered to Gwen."

"Ok," Gwen whispered back, "I'll meet you at that abandoned cabin we just passed, but until then we keep away from each other."

"Just like every other day," Ben said with a soft chuckle, "you don't know me, I don't know you, we sneak off separately and then meet up and fuck like crazy until it's time to come back for dinner. The highlight of every day for me."

"Me too," Gwen said as she gave Ben a quick grin and wink. "So I'll see you at the cabin."

"Bye grandpa," Ben called, heading off as soon as they had the camp set up.

"Where are you going Ben?" Grandpa Max asked as he placed the tools back in the storage cabinet of the rustbucket.

"I'm just gonna look around, grandpa," Ben said with a shrug, walking backward as he talked to his grandfather and tried to keep a straight face when he saw Gwen moving her fist back and forth from her mouth like she was giving him a blowjob already.

"Ok," Grandpa Max said, "just make sure you're back in two hours for dinner. I'm making rattlesnake chili."

"Ok, grandpa," Ben said, stretching the words out uncertainly. "I'll be back for dinner, I promise."

"You know he's going to do his best to avoid your rattlesnake chili," Gwen said as she and her grandfather watched Ben disappear down the dirt road.

"I'm sure he'll try," Grandpa Max said with a grin, "but he doesn't know how long rattlesnake chili can simmer without going bad. As long as he comes back to go to bed dinner will still be ready."

"Sounds good," Gwen said, trying to hide a cringe at the thought of her grandfather's chili. "But if you don't mind I think I'll take a walk until dinners ready too."

"Go ahead Gwen," Grandpa Max said with a quick wave of his hand as he turned back to the rustbucket. As soon as Gwen headed up the two track Max turned away from the RV to watch his granddaughter as her hips swayed incisively with every step. He wondered if Gwen realized how much her walk had changed in the past month since she and Ben started fucking. With one hand Max dug into his pants pocket and fingered the blue barrette he'd found in the cushion of the bench after he'd noticed that it was missing from Gwen's hair that day when he got back with the parts to fix the rustbucket. That missing barrette was the first clue he had that something had happened that afternoon, another was the way Ben and Gwen started acting toward each other. On the surface nothing had changed but he'd noticed the way the two of them started looking at each other and the gestures they'd exchange when they thought he couldn't see. It wasn't long before he noticed other things too, like the way their clothes would be rumpled wen they got back from their walks, or the cum stains on Gwen's panties. And of course there was the surveillance video from the rustbucket showing the whole scene of Ben and Gwen's first fuck in living color and sound.

Thinking about the video made Max think of the fact that he'd have more than enough time to watch it through twice if he got the chili started right away. He turned to watch the sway of Gwen's hips again and felt his cock start to rise along with the smile on his face and he tried to shift his thoughts away from what Gwen and Ben were about to do in case his granddaughter turned around and noticed the way he was watching that wonderful ass of hers. His mind wandered back to Gwen's snack earlier and he grimaced as he thought about it. "Cold sauerkraut and strawberry ice cream," he muttered to himself. "I haven't heard of a combination like that since... since. Oh my," Max said as his eyes opened wide in comprehension. "It looks like this summer has turned out even more productive than I thought it would be."

"In fact," Max thought as he turned to get one more look at Gwen's bouncing ass and he adjusted his Hawaien shirt, "if things work out it won't be too long before my cock joins Ben's in that tight little cunt of hers."

When Gwen arrived at the abandoned cabin she could tell that Ben had used his time to try and make things more comfortable for the two of them. Dust still coated the floor and every other surface in the cabin's only room, but Ben had somehow managed to pull the mattress off the dilapidated bed and turned it over on the floor so the worst of the stains were hidden. The mattress still smelled of mold, but at least the smell was dim enough that Gwen could ignore the smell as she sat down on the lumpy pad.

"So Gwen," Ben said as he sat down next to her and gave her a lopsided smile, "why did you want me to come here without changing into one of my alien forms? Normally I would have changed into one of my aliens and searched the area to make sure we had some privacy, but tonight we can't be sure because you told me not to change."

"I can take care of the surveillance," Gwen said, pulling out her spell book and leafing through the pages until she reached the one she wanted. Her voice took on the reverb it always did when she was casting a spell but Ben didn't notice anything out of the ordinary except that his redheaded cousin closed her eyes as she turned her head from side to side several times before she nodded in satisfaction and opened her green eyes again. "We're fine Ben, the closest person to us right now is Grandpa Max, and he's back at the rustbucket. The closest person after him is over five miles away so we have all the privacy we want."

"Good," Ben said with a nod. "But I still want to know why you didn't want me to change. I hope it wasn't because you wanted to try out a new spell."

"Ben, I've used this spell before," Gwen pointed out. "The reason I wanted you to come here without changing is because I want you to turn into a particular alien form."

"Oh," Ben said with a crooked grin and a quick wink, "it's going to be one of those nights. So, who do you want to try this time? Four Arms? Upgrade? XLR8? Wild Mutt? Wait, I know, Ditto, I remember how much you liked having both of your nipples sucked at the same time you were fucked and sucking cock."

"No Ben," Gwen said as Ben started dialing the watch, "it's not going to be one of those nights. While maybe it will later, but first there's something I need to know and I think one of your aliens can tell me what I want to know. Besides, even though your aliens make for an interesting change every once in a while I still prefer you and your normal cock when it comes to fucking."

"Ok," Ben said slowly, "in that case who do you want me to change into?"

"I want you to change into Horn Dog," Gwen said.

"Horn Dog?" Ben practically yelled, "are you crazy? The one and only time I changed into Horn Dog we ended up fucking each other crazy before we realized what we were doing."

"I remember, Ben," Gwen said, giving her cousin a broad smile. "But you have to remember that while you were changing into Horn Dog I was casting a lust spell at the same time. From what you told me about your powers as Horn Dog I suspect that his senses are hypersensitive and he was overwhelmed by my lust as well as his own. As Horn Dog your senses went into overdrive from all the lust in the rustbucket and you were feeding it back to me at the same time with your pheromones and ultrasonics and that's why we ended up fucking like crazy. Without the spell I think you'll be able to stay in control as Horn Dog, and with your heightened senses you should be able to tell me what I want to know. And if I'm wrong and we end up fucking like bunnies I won't regret it any more than I did the first time we fucked - or all the times we've fucked over the past month."

"If that's what you want, Gwen," Ben said as he adjusted the watch until the plunger popped up, ready for activation. He hesitated for a second with his hand held over the plunger but when he looked at Gwen she nodded at her and he slapped it down. Ben felt the power of the omnitrix run through his body as he shifted from his ten year old human form to the adult form of Horn Dog.

When the change was done Ben took a deep breath and held it before releasing it in relief. "You were right Gwen," Ben told his cousin, he saw the redhead sigh but he wasn't sure if it was in relief or frustration. "I can smell how horny you are and I still want to fuck you, but without your lust spell I'm able to control my own desires and instincts. So, what do you want to know?"

"First," Gwen said, tapping her fingertips together in front of her chest, "you mentioned that there was a smell you noticed just before our mutual lust overwhelmed you. After you changed back you said that you couldn't remember what the smell was or what it meant. Now I want you to try thinking back and see what you can remember about it."