Incredible Changes
Copyright© 2013 by Dead Writer
Chapter 484: A Tale Of Three Sisters
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 484: A Tale Of Three Sisters - 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
Sadie hugged her sisters, pulled the hood and face-covering back into place, and went with her sisters.
Before they got to where I saw the woman who had to be Sadie’s mom, she said, “So you know, the only good thing that came out of her blinding me is David. He is why I didn’t kill myself during the darkest times. I’ve heard everyone talking about him. I knew him before any of them, and David hasn’t changed the least bit since then, except for getting bigger all over.”
That caused all three to giggle and break the tension.
Sadie walked over to her mother. Her sisters stood on either side of her when Sadie said, “Mother,” flatly.
I watched her mom glance up and returned to what she was doing. It took her a few seconds to process seeing three different color bikinis on three nearly identical women standing in front of her. She looked up again and stared at the three women again.
Whatever happened to Sadie’s eyes made them change to look like a dead person’s eyes a few days after dying. Back then, they looked nearly identical to the contacts Steve’s people put on my eyes to play a blind kid while I used the place in my head to get people into the drug den. Much more than that was wrong with Sadie’s eyes, but the clinic making them go back to appear normal let her see what she could now. That was confusing for her mom.
“Kylie and Timmie,” their aunt yelled at them. “This is not funny and in deplorable taste. We may not see eye to eye on everything, but I cannot believe you would put me through this again. Your grandfather forced me to do horrible things to my only child to keep him from doing what he would do to you, your cousins, and your siblings, as he did to many others before you. It would have killed you both inside, as it did me. Sadie was the only child resilient enough in the family to withstand your grandfather’s demented old mind. He found that charlatan who charged millions to make a concoction he convinced your grandfather would fix Sadie’s mind so she would let him hold her for him to molest her. It robbed Sadie her sight. I ensured that he got his little special something, which ate away at him from the inside out, painfully.”
“Mother,” Sadie said again. “You took great pleasure in the pain and suffering that grandfather did to me. Your sisters gave birth to two perfect little girls, and you had me. You’ve hated me since the moment you learned I was different. I refused your embrace, as I did grandfather’s touch. My father was an honest and good man. He is the one I went to for comfort after my grandfather branded me. I saw your looks of hate and disgust. As my eyes clouded over and my vision faded, it was your eyes I saw when grandfather made you cum as he fucked you. I’ve always seen through your lies, as did father, and nothing you tried could keep me from doing it. Why don’t you tell Timmie and Kylie how you orchestrated having grandfather, your sisters, and my father go with him to pay Darren the family’s debt? Explain to them how that plane would run into a flock of birds released from hidden pits at the end of the runway to cause it to crash. To ensure they died, you had the pilots fed fast-acting poison capsules that would open when the plane passed ten thousand feet. It worked so well with the plane carrying Darren’s parents, so why not do it again? Ah, the irony. You did such intricate planning and never knew that you were not firstborn. How I am is genetic, and it comes from his defective genes. Your mother is the only one who had him by the balls, and he didn’t dare try to kill her off as he did his first seven wives. You and your sisters were born before he married your mother. Grandmother replaced his balls with marbles after he raped and knocked up her little sister.”
An older woman came over, pulled back Sadie’s hood, unzipped the top of Sadie’s bodysuit, pulled it to Sadie’s waist, put her arms around Sadie, and hugged Sadie to her chest.
The older woman said from over Sadie’s shoulder, “Your father raped me repeatedly until I became pregnant. He wanted control of my father’s family, and my having his child would secure his right to that power. Some unhappy businessmen took him away shortly after confirming I was pregnant with triplets. He was going to marry me the next day. He didn’t return until the day you were born. We were married before your sisters decided it was their time to come into this world. You see, dear, now you know the score. You are a bastard born out of wedlock, but not your sisters. He never branded Sadie as defective. Your father burned that mark into her to prove how much his little bastard daughter would be willing to allow him to do to her only child. Have you ever wondered how come the girls looked like triplets or how it was that your sisters got pregnant by your husband when they were halfway around the world?”
Sadie’s grandmother went on to explain how her grandfather orchestrated everything. He had the girls put on fertility drugs and harvested their eggs monthly. When Sadie’s mom married Sadie’s father, her sisters came along as a package deal. Her sisters were getting fucked three to four times a day, whereas Sadie’s mom was only getting maybe once a day, every other day, and had no clue, nor did she seem to care about not having sex frequently.
It turned out that Sadie’s grandfather didn’t want his bastard daughter to have children. After harvesting her eggs for years, he had her fallopian tubes sewn shut. Sadie’s mom was infertile, but not her sisters. Sadie’s dad proved that many times.
Sadie’s grandfather used her dad’s sperm to fertilize all the eggs harvested from her mom and two sisters. The old asshole had created Sadie, Timmie, and Kylie in a lab. Sadie’s ova had a slight defect in the DNA, but the scientists never told anyone. Sadie’s grandmother found out when Sadie’s family learned she was a bit different than her sisters.
“Your father fell in love with Sadie as if she were his daughter. While you recovered, he went to pick Sadie up from the bassinet. She wouldn’t stop crying until I took her. Anytime he held Sadie, she cried until she was big enough to try to squirm free of him. I saw how it ate at you that Sadie was at peace in your husband’s arms but not yours. Other than gender, there is little difference between you and your father. It pissed him off that Sadie would let me hold her, but screamed, cried, and fought to be free from his touch,” Sadie’s grandmother said. “That day you called to say the doctors diagnosed Sadie as having a form of Autism, he started raping my little sister until he knocked her up. That fucker told me my sister was going to be his next wife. She would get it right where I didn’t, or so he thought. I drugged him. I had his balls replaced with heavy steel ball bearings and his prostate removed. When he did manage to get it up, those ball bearings about ripped his nutsack off and beat the hell out of the pussy he was trying to fuck at the time. It was the icing on the cake when my sister miscarried at twelve weeks.”
Some slabs of beef appeared out of nowhere. I thought maybe I pissed someone off, or they would take Sadie away, but it turned out they were here for Sadie’s mother.
Sadie’s grandmother turned to her daughter to say, “When I saw you realized David had Sadie in his arms last night, I followed you. The disgust in her eyes when you hugged them showed as if it had all her life. I did some checking and found something interesting. Your father insisted on a prenuptial agreement. The moment you gave birth to Sadie, your marriage became automatically annulled, as agreed upon with your father. You have no claims to my family and none to your ex-husband’s either. These gentlemen wish to discuss the matter of payment for your visit and shopping sprees since you arrived.”
I saw the powerful woman, Yuki’s mom, and went to her to give her the scoop on Sadie’s mom’s predicament. I wanted Sadie’s mom to disappear but not end up dead as a result, which is what would happen if I didn’t get involved.
Yuki’s mom told me, “You pay her tab, and I will ensure that nobody on either side of her family, or daughter, can find her. She will be putting her skills to use, in one way or the other. She can see how far she can swim before the sharks get her if she doesn’t like it. That will be her only way off to leave the place where she is going.”
I hugged her and kissed her on the lips, which sparked a lot of discussions as she never permitted anyone to do that, and then I went back to Sadie.
“Find my daughter April so you can go swim. Trust me. You won’t be able not to see her. She has been scaring the lifeguards again and Ellen, my other daughter, made April wear her safety suit or not be able to swim,” I told Sadie. “If you want to put on a real bikini bottom, and that is all, hold April or ask her to stay close to you. People touching you won’t bother you other than to maybe make you horny. I need to settle your mother’s tab before she relocates to her new permanent home. You will never see her again.”
Sadie laughed and said, “Gee, that is a great thing to tell a mostly blind girl.”
“Bet you didn’t see that one coming,” Kylie teased.
Sadie will be okay, especially when she finds that her bikini bottoms are already inside the bodysuit.
Four women from Yuki’s security team were guarding Sadie’s mom outside the lawyer’s office. I told the lawyers to charge whatever the woman owed to my account. They didn’t like having to give me a receipt or sign it, but they did anyway. I handed that to one of Yuki’s mom’s guards, and they whisked Sadie’s mom away.
I watched some people walk out of the man upstairs’ office. I had no clue what they did, but I’m sure it had only been a matter of time before they got caught with their hands in the cookie jar. They were fucked, and it showed on their faces. Seeing the lawyers all smiles made it that much better.
Three teenage boys, two tween girls, and an eight-year-old boy were all pale as ghosts.
They must have majorly fucked up to sit up here in only a day and a half. I might as well see if I’m allowed to visit the man upstairs without being in trouble.
I knocked on the door, and the man inside told me to come in.
“David,” the man said, coming around the desk to shake my hand. “Earlier, I was concerned that I would have to call you about your youngest daughter’s behavior. You may have told your staff to tolerate it, but I’m not so lenient. I had some of my team sent to escort her up here. Fortunately, someone forewarned us not to try to corral or grab her. Weapons are not permitted, and you know that as well as anyone. I don’t know where your daughter Ellen got the knives or where they went once my team backed off. She told them she would deal with April first and then with whatever consequences of her actions. We examined Ellen head to toe, x-rayed her, and did a full-body MRI. Reviews of the security cameras couldn’t detect where she got them or what happened to them afterward. For the record, my team prefers your wrath to Ellen’s. I’ve worked with Ava in the past, and Ellen scares her, which is hard to do. I saw Ellen’s recent handiwork. I don’t even want to know how she did that, but it is a fantastic likeness. April apologized and promised to wear her suit when she got near any pool on the property. I have no reason not to believe her when she said she forgot how it scares the lifeguards to see a small child jump in and sink to the bottom of the pool, especially from the ten-meter diving pool.”
I laughed and said, “Not exactly the best first impression for my girls, is it?”
With a grin, he said, “Oddly, April is the one that would have gotten you in the hot seat if Ellen hadn’t stepped in. Ellen was protecting her sister, which is more than most kids here would do. I also wanted to let you know that Ava’s family is arriving in the morning. I understand that Ellen has not met any of them, but not to underestimate the chance of some tension between them and Ellen.”
“Ava is keeping watch over Ellen. Something changed at my house after Ava made an uninvited and unwanted visit. We spoke at length after Ellen completed her artwork, and I learned much about Ava. I expect her to step in to protect her family from Ellen, not the other way around,” I told him.
He agreed that was probably a good thing since Ellen looked like a feral tiger ready to cause debilitating injuries to any of his team who tried to get to April.
As I was leaving, he said, “It is not something I would usually permit her, but since tomorrow is Ellen’s birthday, and I hear it is the first one she has celebrated in some time, I’m going to allow her to show off her birthday suit if she wishes. It isn’t like her bottoms hide anything. I must say I was surprised that she didn’t shave off any of her pubic hair, instead choosing a suit that covered it all, even if transparent when wet. That seems to be a new trend this year for the tweens. Most tween girls are uncomfortable with their bodies and don’t want people to see them.”
“Not trying to sound like an arrogant ass or anything, but it is highly likely because I am here,” I said. “Then again, it could be because Tee is here. He and Dee have also developed a lot in the last year.”
We laughed about that, and then I headed out.
The kids waiting outside looked hopeful, but I told them the man upstairs in a good mood wouldn’t help them dig out of whatever shit they did to get sent up here. One whispered that he was glad I wasn’t the man upstairs or the big man upstairs.
April wasn’t hard to find at all.
Her suit was a new design, but it made it clear who she was so that the lifeguards wouldn’t panic.
When I got over by the pool, I saw Sadie, Kylie, and Timmie sunning themselves. Sadie chose to do what I said and stripped off her bodysuit to wear only her pink skimpy bikini bottoms.
April wanted me to throw her in the pool when I got near her. I didn’t have on a suit, but I didn’t care. I stripped to my shorts and underwear to get in the pool with her. Ellen wasn’t far. When she swam over, I grabbed her, got her butt in my hand, and threw her toward the deep end where I had thrown April. I expected April to tire out first, but Ellen climbed out of the pool, took the lounger next to Sadie, laid back, and took a nap.
The kids in the pool saw who was throwing his girls around. They swarmed over to me to throw them too. I didn’t even think about it as I had bare or almost nude butts in my hand as I tossed a kid only to where I knew they could swim. I managed to tire them out before too long and went up to order some food. Somehow I remembered what Sadie told me in the cave was her favorite food, so I ordered some of those too.
An annoyed-looking woman, whose body showed she had given birth to many children, came over looking furious but smug.
Odd. How can this woman look smug and be that angry at the same time?
“Enjoy your last meal,” she sneered. “I hope you got your rocks off molesting my sons and daughters. You didn’t get the memo about touching someone’s kids.”
Six of the slabs of resort muscle soon appeared.
One asked, “Where is the man you accuse of molesting your children and many others?”
She pointed to me and went off in a tirade.
“Is this a joke, ma’am?” the security guy asked.
“I don’t make jokes,” she sneered at him.
I saw his smile show in his eyes when he said, “Ma’am, this is David Jones. The man that Darren gave his wealth to when he died. He is the father of Skylar, Mary, and Corwin’s one-year-old children. By Darren’s decree, David cannot join your Elite world, but that did keep him from inheriting Mary’s and Skyler’s father’s harems. I have it on good authority that he has never molested any children, including yours, even if I am sure they wish he would molest them.”
“I don’t give a god damn about what the help thinks or who he is,” she said. “I saw him touching my children’s nude butts and them shrieking. Do your damned job, or I will get the man upstairs myself.”
A quite annoyed man rushed beside the woman, spun her around, slapped the shit out of her, and said, “You will not embarrass our family making accusations against the one honest and decent man at this resort or me. Did you even notice that Aaron, Alvin, and Selina were nude, not wearing bodysuits that make them look nude? They came to him to have him throw them into the pool as he did his two daughters. When was the last time you saw them naked, or they permitted you to make skin-on-skin contact? They were shrieking because no one had been able to touch them long enough to throw them across the pool. Take your meds with a bottle of scotch and drink until you pass out, like any other day. You find the one nice guy on the island and accuse him of one of the most severe crimes someone can commit, and one that typically carries an instant death penalty. Though I seriously doubt that anyone would be able to kill him.”
The woman looked stunned. People watching and listening didn’t seem to think him slapping her, for what she did, was anything out of the ordinary. He didn’t do any damage or even leave a mark. She looked down as she slowly walked away.
I lifted her chin to have her look into my eyes and said, “You were protecting your children. I would expect that from any mother of special-needs children. In my eyes, the only thing you did wrong is failing to ask who I am and if anyone was concerned that I might be doing something disgusting to any children, tweens, or teens. It was a misunderstanding, and I don’t know which kids your children are. A group swarmed to get me to throw them. I was playing with my daughters, so I grabbed the kids and tossed them away from me.”
“David, she needs to take her meds,” her husband told me.
The woman looked like a small, scolded child as she went to do as her husband demanded.
“My children should be so fortunate as to have you or anyone molest them,” the man said. “Well, not really, but I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t object. They will grind against anything they can, and my boys have stuck their little dicks into every inanimate object they can find around the house or elsewhere. Of all the things my kids do, that is way down the list of concerns.”
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