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Incredible Changes

Copyright© 2013 by Dead Writer

Chapter 435: What Do We Have Here?

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 435: What Do We Have Here? - David is a apathetic eighth grader who has a very dramatic experience with nature that forever changes his outlook on life and guides his future.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   ft/ft   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   NonConsensual   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   Science Fiction   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Safe Sex  

Time to make more friends before I meet this unknown enemy.

“Get your girls out of here as fast as they can. Something is coming that puts them in danger. I don’t want them used as pawns for this person who doesn’t fear what they should,” I told Mr. Big. “Whatever is coming will be in the area outside of town where I am going to have a meet and greet with them. At their current rate of speed, your girls should be at a safe distance by then, I hope. I’m not as I was when they last got near me.”

He seemed a bit shocked but said, “Thank you. We know you have no reason to extend that courtesy to them or me.”

As he got his girls to make a U-turn and get the fuck out of Dodge, I went to drive to the spot I had chosen.

So sorry, whatever you are, but the winds aren’t with you today.

When I got in position, I found the entity coming since I didn’t know what it was yet. It was gliding in with a course right toward the roof of the hospital. I locked onto the energy from the heat friction was causing on the leading edge of the wings. I pulled them toward me. As soon as they felt it, they ejected from the device and pulled a parachute.

Hey! I can use the Earth Sciences class from high school for something, after all.

I did something similar to what weather witches could do. I created a high-pressure area behind me and a low pressure right behind them. The wind was so intense that they had no way to get free of their parachute without dropping hundreds of feet to the ground without time to deploy a backup chute.

I saw the radio signals going out and then reaching the seekers to head toward where the person was going to land.

As they walked up to me, I yelled, “Send the little kids back. They don’t want to be as they were made to become in a lab somewhere, and all you will gain is getting them hurt. No one will die, but I can’t promise it won’t turn them into vegetables. They don’t deserve that.”

Pretty good maniacal laugh.

“What do you think you are going to do? Talk them to death. A few little weather witch tricks, and you think you are something special,” they said when they stopped laughing.

Five seekers came heading toward me at a full run and carrying some modified gun. One that could neutralize someone like Steve, Anna, and Jane, if caught unaware.

I smiled back as I said, “Because of this,” I said as I pushed my shield out to pull the five seekers inside it with me.

These are nasty, hate-driven, evil bitches. I have no guilt about making them smell the seeker parts of their brains vaporizing.

They all dropped to the ground, blood coming out of their eyes and ears.

“I do not kill. But these women will never seek another,” I told this person. “One last chance to not have me make the children smell their brains cooking.”

Some of them, the entity, called off and told them to run as far from here as possible. Others ignored him. They weren’t like the ones at the hospital who got tricked from a young age. These girls, and many boys, wanted to be made seekers for the sheer pleasure of tracking those like Steve down and then watching them be dissected alive.

“Thank you. The rest are vile human beings,” I told this person.

Those kids will never be located again by those who have been using them as seekers.

I reached out to each one to ensure they found a safe location before I put them to sleep and turned the part that made them seekers back into the same type of brain tissue around that area. Not even doing a biopsy would show it was anything other than a perfectly healthy human brain.

Mr. Big’s seekers were clear of the area. Chloe was in no danger. The woman and four girls wouldn’t be affected anymore.

The entity in front of me did something akin to a sort of energy burst at me. My shield didn’t need to absorb it because that type of energy passed right through me.

Finding that didn’t work, they rushed me to hit and stab me with various knives and needles on the person’s armor that had various poisons in them. I somehow knew that since the place in my head changes from blue to royal purple, these poisons wouldn’t affect me even without my shield. They would just burn away when they contacted me. When the person slowed down a bit, I proceeded to beat on them a bit, but only enough that they would feel it through their armor. I shattered the needles and knives when I hit them.

Finally, the person retreated, and the seekers started to come in.

Not quite close enough to try to shoot me with their odd weapons, they maintained a perimeter.

The person began to remove their now useless armor. As the helmet came off, I got to see that their eyes were glowing red. The more they took off, the more I saw that their body had pulsing colors over their scarred and burned skin. Once free of the armor, I found they were sexless, with no gender.

“I showed you mine. Now show me yours,” the entity said in multiple voices at the same time.

“Are you sure you can handle it? Do you want to know what will cause you to flee this planet after millions of years?” I asked.

“Hit me, big boy,” they told me. “I’ve seen everything humans have ever become, and this is nothing.”

I smiled and said, “Cool!”

It did ask for it!

With a snap of my fingers, for a dramatic flair, I dropped my shield. I felt that I now remained protected by something else, but it was different than my shield.

All the seekers dropped to the ground as they smelled the seeking part of their brains slowly, and in excruciating pain, burned away. With a thought, the place in my head used the implant to scan their memories. I removed all knowledge related to their seeking, people like me, or this thing in front of me.

“Well, what was anticlimactic,” I told it. “You think I should make those people on the ground barf when they lie and piss themselves when they have a mean thought? Wait. Why am I asking you? You won’t be here to watch.”

The being took a minute to process what they just found when I took down my shield, and then I could feel the fear coming off of it.

“This cannot be possible. It is tales told to frighten offspring. Humans are merely weak, useless playthings. I find pleasure in watching how their mutations play out before their inevitable demise,” it told me. “Even those changed by lightning are merely tiny human batteries for a short time. A few humans evolved to become limited creators that your kind called gods. Zeus was nothing more than an advanced form of what you call a weather witch. He could summon a storm and pull lightning through him to where he wanted it to strike. A mere parlor trick for those with weak minds.”

I made my fingertips crackle with raw energy and then threw a bolt of it in front of the being.

The being began backing away in fear now, and I casually kept walking toward it.

Finally, it stopped and let me approach and said, “The existence of everything rests with one so young and chooses not to kill. My time in your plane of existence is indeed at an end. Humans have always chosen to exterminate those from my world when discovered. Your kindness in not exterminating me has freed me from being bound to this plane any longer. It is my prison no more.”

The entity explained how to visualize a place it described.

When I could see it, I only needed to find a portal to that world to link to a door on ours. It passed through. When I closed the door, the space tunnel was gone, as was the image it described that allowed me to make the connections.

I turned my shield back on, got to my car, and headed to the hospital. I found Chloe taking a shower. The four girls had left with the woman who I tracked down earlier in the hospital.

When Chloe came out, she was happy.

“My new friends have gone somewhere that woman said that they will be safe from those who would hurt them. I must go with you tomorrow. Mandy will get discharged in the morning to the people transporting her home by ambulance. When I leave the hospital with you tomorrow, the discharge paperwork will get finalized automatically,” Chloe told me. “She will sleep all night, so do you mind holding me in the chair as I sleep. There is no way they will let you get in bed with me.”

I kicked back the reclining chair in the room, and Chloe came over with the blanket from her hospital bed. As soon as she curled up in my lap, she was asleep. I tucked the blanket around her to ensure there was no question that the blanket was between her and me. Every half of an hour, the nurses came to check on Mandy, so they stepped around the curtain to look in on Chloe too.

One was going to put her back in the bed, but I said, “Don’t wake her. Chloe hasn’t moved or squirmed once since she went to sleep. She’s fine where she is, and if I need to get up, I will put her back in bed.”

“What is on her face?” the new nurse on shift asked.

“Something she can’t remove so that she doesn’t scare the hell out of Mandy by pulling it off, as she did her eye patches,” I joked. “These are special light-blocking goggles that only let in the minimal amount of light she can handle without pain. We don’t have to wipe or wash her butt off anymore.”

The nurse smiled, uncovered Chloe enough to get the thermometer under her arm and a sensor on her finger.

When she wrote all the things down, the nurse said, “I’m all for not wiping that butt anymore. Her body does something unnatural to what comes out. You have some sort of bond with her because I didn’t get popped by static electricity like the other times since she got here. At least, I think that is what it must have been.”

Then in a whisper, she said, “I have to say that because other people got shocks too, but I’m the only one that creamed my panties anytime she held my hand. I can only hope that once I’m ready to find a guy to marry, he can get me to feel that at least some of the time. Until then, nothing, and no one is going in my pussy unless they are my gynecologist.”

She left to do her rounds, and on her next time checking on Mandy, the nurse leaned in to whisper, “A friend called that said if you were who they think, then my panties would be so wet I would have to wring them out. Since I came in here the last time, I have wrung them out twice. She said that if I wanted to try being a single mom, I couldn’t find a better sperm donor. You are supposed to be damn amazing at sex too. I wondered if you could put Sleeping Beauty back in her bed for only as long as it takes you to give me a load of sperm each time I make my rounds. I have no clue if I am fertile or not. I know my last period was around two weeks ago, but my friend told me that I had to get you to do me if I could.”

Chloe woke up when I stood, so I whispered in her ear, “Your favorite nurse needs more than what you have been giving her. I won’t be far. Go back to sleep.”

I put Chloe in her bed, covered her up, and pulled the nurse into the bathroom. I got a washcloth to put in her mouth, got my dick out, pulled the nurse’s pants and panties down, lined up, and fucked her pussy until I gave her a load of cum. The place in head told me that getting pregnant this month, by me or anyone, would cause something to happen in her body that would kill her as soon as the egg implants. The nurse only got a big creamy mess to go with her cream. By six in the morning, she was walking funny, and her pubic hairs looked like someone used a whole bottle of hair gel on them.

Mandy started to stir, so I went over to check on her.

“How are you doing this morning?” I asked Mandy.

“Sore. Hungry. Need to pee,” Mandy told me.

I kissed her forehead and then said, “If you weren’t sore, I would be worried. The entire side of your face is swollen and bruised. You have three cracked ribs. The doctors took out your appendix and removed the cyst on your ovary that had been causing you all that pain. They said that you were lucky about where Orwin stomped your leg. Instead of having it broken in a way that would have caused you to bleed to death or lose the leg, you only have a nasty bruise. You can’t eat anything right now. They cleaned you out before the surgery, so only clear liquids or gelatin, but that will be after you get home. You also have a catheter, so no need to go pee. The IV is keeping you topped off with fluids. A medical company is coming to take you home, and there will be nurses around the clock to care for you. Janey was going to sit with you today, but she can come to your house later. I have something I promised Orwin’s little sister I would do with her today. My plans have changed, so I wanted to wait until you woke up to say goodbye. I am so sorry about what happened. If I hadn’t been so cocky, all you would have hurting is your pussy from where I wore it out yesterday. Orwin would have been long gone by the time we had finished.”

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