Chapter 354: Jasmine

Wonder what she has on her mind?

“What language were Alvin and you speaking?” she, his wife Nell, Anna, Ester, and two of the kids I brought here last night wanted to know.

In a language that she knew, which she also thought no one outside her small family knew, I said, “Bitch. You had to go there, didn’t you? I’m so much more than you can even guess.”

Now you have that surprised look on your face.

I took a few bites and then said, “I met Alvin’s half-sister, Skylar, when I was at one of the places Elena took me. People say I’m a natural linguist. Whatever it is, I picked it up by listening to her talk to her family and our friend Camden. He said something to me in that language, so I spoke it to him, not realizing I was doing it. Do you talk to yourself in whatever language I used a minute ago? It is similar to others I’ve heard before.”

Nell told us, “I thought I heard that before when Skylar came to visit. She doesn’t know English. It has been a while since she last visited. Did you know that her and Alvin’s step-father died in an accident last year?”

“Yeah. It was sad to hear. I only talked to Skylar’s dad a few times, but he seemed like a great guy. She didn’t expect to have to take over as the head of her large family this soon,” I added.

The twins came in and tried to sit on my legs, but Jasmine told them to let me get a chance to eat before they insisted I give them all my attention.

As I ate, I had the place in my head to see anything around me except the energy I was sending out to those around me. All the women and girls received something from me that changed between reds, blues, and grays. The twins were only getting the reds and greys. Looking closer, I noticed that the reds connected to a part of their brain near the areas that controlled arousal and orgasm. The blues went to places that worked on inhibitions and those related to an alpha mate. Grays were all over the place.

I saw purples and greens twisted together like ribbons on a May Pole between the twins and me. I saw the same colors going off in the house somewhere. I had myself see who the link connected to found me a naked boy the same age as the twins. Looking closer, I found out that the girls were triplets, and he was their brother. I needed to put up wireframes to see that he was inside a small space between the walls with a hidden door in their closet and another in their bathroom linen closet. Alvin and Nell had no idea she carried triplets, and her doctors always told them they had twins.

I turned to Nell and said, “It looks like the twin’s bedroom is too small for triplets.”

Lauren’s and Gina’s eyes went wide.

“How long?” I asked Jasmine.

She looked down and started to cry, so I told the twins to get their brother. He needed to eat too. They couldn’t swap out now that they began transforming into women.

“According to my mom, since Nell got pregnant with them,” Jasmine said. “She felt that they were different when she did the ultrasound to confirm the pregnancy. “The girls have known all their lives. They didn’t meet him until after the doctors told Nell and Alvin that they were different, with special needs. That is when Mom started to bring Lauren and Gina to our house to give Nell a break. We didn’t even know that Steve had swapped clothes with Gina when they were six. That was the same day that mom had a family emergency. We found out we had Gina until after we got to grandmother’s house. You had Steve those two weeks without knowing. Until recently, all three of them are identical except for genitals. He and Gina swapped back, except then he changed clothes with Lauren. That was only for a weekend. On their seventh birthday, he got the girls to hide some of their clothes outside for him. The three of them swapped in and out all day. One of them hid under their bed while the other two enjoyed their birthday with everyone.”

I held my tongue when Gina walked in front of Lauren and Steve, wearing Steve’s clothes. She pretended to be him as she softly apologized for keeping the secret from them. I could tell that he wasn’t non-verbal and only mildly touch-averse. Gina walked to her mom and gave her a big hug before moving back.

The purples and green weren’t something that made the twins want to have skin-on-skin contact with me. It was their need to have skin-on-skin contact with Steve. I had tapped into their triplet link, providing what they got when the three were together.

“Lauren and Steve, go hug your mom too. You’ve wanted to do it all your lives but can’t unless you are near each other,” I told them as I pulled off Lauren and Steve’s shirts.

As he hugged Nell, he asked, “Can I stay? I don’t like wearing a bra. It is the only way I can swap with Gina or Lauren now that they have bumps on their chests. None of us like the hidden room between the walls with all the pipes in it, but that is the only place where no one will accidentally find us when I come over, and we change out.”

The three got sent to “their” room while Nell and Alvin wrapped their heads around having a son they never knew existed. They sent Jasmin home as well, but only to get all his things.

Jasmin’s mother came back with her to come clean about having hidden their son from them. I wasn’t part of either family, so I excused myself to their porch swing. I used the time to let Molly know about the new information to get a big “duh” back from her. She already engineered a hidden bedroom for him off the girl’s larger bedroom and bathroom in her plans. All she changed now that his family knows he exists was to convert the secret doors in the bedroom and bathroom into regular doors, add more lighting, and some windows.

I don’t know how Molly listened in on the two families’ conversation, but I got a message to forget the whole house expansion and remodeling. She needed somewhere to bring our firstborn and stay until she had our second baby. A fleet of movers would arrive tomorrow morning and move them into one of the “mansions” Skylar owned on fifty acres near Alvin and Jasmine’s houses. When Alvin called Skylar to say I “appeared” at their home with their newly adopted nieces and nephews, she swapped the house with one of the many I owned somewhere in Moscow.

Jasmine and her mom don’t have the first clue that someone is waiting to get into their house when they leave. The first story was a mirror of their one-story home. Their things got moved into one of the guest houses. In about an hour, the movers would finish.

“Someone has to keep the smaller kids out of the way tomorrow,” I got in a text from Skylar. “I will be there in the morning with our daughters.”

I don’t remember her having twins. I thought she only had one baby with Darren.

I was lost in my thoughts when a man drove up and knocked on the door. He asked for Jasmin and her mom.

“I need you to please sign here, here, and here,” he said, handing Jasmine’s mom a clipboard.

A few more pages and he handed them five sets of keys with names on the keyrings. I saw Jasmine, Mom, Lauren, Gina, and Steve grin.

With a smile and laugh, he turned back to Jasmine and her mom to say, “I hope you don’t mind that we didn’t relocate the bugs, thrift shop furniture, or mattresses. We replaced them all with the hardwood versions from the same manufacturer. You don’t need to keep plyers, hammers, glue, and screwdrivers close at hand to put them back together again. We furnished it upstairs as well. You will find five sets of sheets, comforters, and matching towels in the linen closet nearest the bedroom or bathroom. The kitchen already has cookware. Let us know if you want your old appliances. You will find your cookware in a box in the largest pantry. Oh. I almost forgot. You no longer have a mortgage on your old home. It is yours now, free and clear, as is your new one.”

I was still on the swing, and she hadn’t met me yet.

Jasmine’s mom turned to go back into the house and locked eyes on mine. She went pale.

I looked at the energy going from me to her. The reds, blues, and grays were there like with everyone. I also saw six different links going to her that were pulsing multiple colors rapidly. I told my shield to block the pulsing energy from going to her and the dark orange link to Jasmine. All they had were the reds, blues, and grays.

Whoops. That isn’t how I thought that would work.

With only the reds, blues, and greys going to them, both relaxed and then began stripping. I managed to stop sending out those colors too. It only caused them to stop undressing to realize what they were doing. Soon they both started undressing again.

Numbskull. The energy in the women’s brains hasn’t gone away yet.

I quickly pulled the colors of energy from their brains. I saw that I couldn’t remove the connections in their minds that our link created, but without the stores of the colors in those places, they weren’t being affected how they were before. They stopped undressing, put their clothes back on, and came to sit beside me on the swing.

Both were still horny, so I made them both cum hard for a few minutes to burn off that primal need to breed with me.

“Sorry,” I apologized. “Things happened so quickly that Jasmine didn’t have time to help me see what I needed to stop sending out. That is how I found Steven. I was providing the third part of their triplet link with Stephen. That is all that linked us together. With the three together, they didn’t need that anymore. It has nothing to do with how Autistic people feel safe and comfortable with me. It is how the triplets feel safe with each other.”

Jasmine’s mom said, “I know. Jasmine is still learning. You were born with it, along with being able to protect yourself from injury with a shield, your language abilities, and drawing girls to you to see if you will have sex with them. You can’t block out the latter. Feeling you in our heads is what caused Jasmine and me to stop trying to have you fuck us both. It is a form of an intrusion alarm and one that should never go off. When I looked into your eyes, I saw what you are and that I had no way to defend myself from you, then I could no longer see that anymore. My body wants to have you give me another child, which will be more than Jasmine and I combined. She too wants your child, but only because her body tells her to breed with the strongest male she has ever met.”

I sat and thought for a bit.

“What am I?” I asked. “No one seems to know. I know some survived lightning as I have, but they can only do a few things. I’m not finding much that I can’t learn how to do.”

She turned me to face her, held my hands, and said, “David, you are a human being that shouldn’t be able to exist. To most of the world, you are a God. Unable to be injured or killed, even if you desired it to happen. You already store the energy to disintegrate the Earth and everything on it, except yourself, and that is only a minuscule amount of what you can hold. It wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility that you can destroy our galaxy, if not the entire universe. All that holds you back is how your parents raised you to do the right thing. That you question what you are is a great sign. To have such power so young and control it is beyond anything those who taught me about my abilities know. Before you worry that you are breeding more like you, there is only one other on this Earth, and she is at your home. She didn’t revert from her clone state back to your sperm and her mother’s egg created. Over the months after her birth, it was you who changed into who she is now. Her continuous crying came from the pain of the changes to her body. She didn’t stop the constant crying due to you moving closer to her. It was the increase in energy flowing between you that allowed her to shield herself from the pain. It didn’t take very long for her to finish the changes at the cellular level. You already know this, even if you don’t realize it. You can block some things, but you will always be on the same wavelength as people with special needs. Accept that primal instincts will make certain girls and women will desire to have your children. It is a smaller number than you think, though you should expect that there will always be one not far away.”

Jasmine commented, “With your body, personality, and long dick, you can bed any girl or woman you want without needing primal attraction. The only ones in this house affected at a primal level are Gina, Lauren, and Steve. As soon as I felt you, I wanted you to fuck me because I needed someone who knows how to fuck. Ester’s and Anna’s mom pretty much told you to fuck them, and when they saw you naked, they didn’t mind having you be their first male lover.”

Now that is something different to think over. I guess it makes sense, though. I’m a stranger that rescued their cousins from their abusive parents.

“I need to go see my new home,” Jasmine’s mom told me. “Jasmine is going with me. The triplets are having a long discussion with their family right now. You need to get dinner for everyone. I will text in the order. By the time you arrive there, it will be waiting.”

I did a lot more thinking as I drove to where Jasmine told me to get the food. They messed something up, so I had time to wait. I reached out to April to apologize to her for being in pain because of me. She told me she remembered me changing her body back to how it needed to be, but not the discomfort. Even if I had done it now that she was older, April would still have me make the changes and suffer any pain it caused. If not for the accident, Paula and I would have made her around the same time anyway. Somehow we both felt that the egg my sperm fertilized was waiting inside Paula for me to make into her. It was what attracted Paula to me so many years ago. We guessed that it might even be some of what caused her mother to do to me what she did.

I reached out to check inside Annie and Crystal. Both had multiple eggs waiting for my sperm. I somehow knew it wasn’t yet time for them to carry our children. Trudy didn’t show any eggs inside her destined to become my children.

That first day on the bus when I sat with Trudy wasn’t anything I did to her. Even with all the pain from before she met me, Trudy decided that I would be her best friend, with benefits right then. It didn’t matter how long it took to happen. After her mom found us naked in her bed, Trudy told her mom the same. Her mom didn’t take long to see that I genuinely cared about Trudy

Riding my bike to protect Trudy and her friends from the tornado cleared away her doubts.

I thought back over the others since I woke up from being in a coma. Molly stuck out like a laser in the fog. I never had a chance to avoid her. I looked into her mind and found that she decided we were happening just like she said.

I was lost in thought when a beautiful girl came over wearing a tight red t-shirt, no bra, and a short skirt. She had to be at least six-foot-three. When she squatted down to be on eye level with me, I saw that she had her white thong pulled over to the side of her brown curl-covered pussy. She moved around to get me to look at the show she wanted me to see, but I saw it all already, so I kept my eyes on hers.