Switch: Alien Invasion/Violence&S*x-Chapter 131: I’m going to hell

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Another switch activates.

And a cool desert breeze sweeps across them. The temperature difference is subtle, but enough. Even I am intrigued with how hard Jessie’s nipples get before forcing my focus back where it belongs.

Distraction works both ways

The plan is to get their necklaces away and then disable them or kill them. The latter is out of the question. But a third option seems to present itself.

"Wicked miscreant!" James shouts. "Do you think to shame us by displaying what God gave us?"

I look back at him in time to be struck by one of his fireballs directly in the chest. Damn it! I berate myself, caught up in my own distraction.

Rolling a couple of times on the desert floor, the flames go out, and I’m thankful the suit protected me. My chest is a bit sore, but thankfully not burned.

I regain my feet and look at the two shocked siblings.

"Sorry," I say, smiling. "Did I forget to mention I’m fireproof now?"

I know I shouldn’t—I really shouldn’t—but I can’t help saying the next line. "Looks like God is on my side now."

Rage fills both of their faces, and Jessie flings her hand out at me, sending another wall of force my way. I throw up another shield and dodge out of the way again.

My shield doesn’t even slow the attack, and it clips my leg, spinning me around and sending me painfully to the ground. The suit doesn’t protect against that, I guess.

In frustration, I act without thinking, sending some of my oldest switches at them. Too late, I remember that they’re somehow immune to my powers, but the switches form.

I stand there in shock and just barely dodge another wall of power before it crushes me.

Immediately, I start flipping on the switches and dimly note that a yellow light engulfs me. I can feel Vage and Stephanie still miles above me, and while the light is weak, it gives me the extra strength I need to push the newly created switches while my ankle stops hurting.

Jessie’s eyes grow wide as her nipples stiffen even more, and a slight trickle starts between her legs. James had already gone semi-hard with his naked sister next to him, but he is sporting a full erection now. Both of them are frozen as I carefully walk up to them. I don’t know if they can do anything while frozen, but I’m wary all the same.

Nothing happens as I take the two diamond necklaces, each with about ten thumb-sized diamonds on them, out of the twins’ hands and fling them up behind me. They vanish, and both sets of eyes bulge even more at my apparent magic. Perhaps they think I’ve done the same thing to the necklaces as I did with their clothes.

The yellow light vanishes. I wonder what they thought about that.

Standing this close to Jessie, I can’t help but admire her body. Her breasts are small, maybe a B-cup, but sit high on her chest and look fairly firm. A slender waist leads down to slightly rounded hips. It’s obvious she doesn’t trim, judging by the size of her massive red bush, but her legs are long and slender.

In contrast, James looks like one of those men who can eat whatever he wants and never work out while still maintaining his form. He’s not heavily muscled, but I’ll bet there’s hardly an ounce of fat on him. His erect penis looks to be just a bit over average in size, but otherwise unimpressive compared to some of the others I’ve seen in the past few weeks.

I have to step back, remembering the plan, but decide to add my own twist to it. The switch to disable their rare gene takes some serious effort to turn off, and both of them groan as I do so.

"I need to change them," I send to Stephanie, knowing that she’s watching and likely won’t appreciate what I’m about to do next.

"If you take sexual advantage of her, you’re going to burn in a very special level of hell—a level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater," Stephanie send back.

I decide to drive forward with my new plan.

Walking around to Jessie’s back, I turn up some of her switches, doing my best to make her more aroused. I reach out to touch her, and the shimmering light around my hand stops me. I quickly divest myself of the light suit and step up behind her again. Wrapping my arms around her, I lightly tease her nipple with my left hand while my right digs through the mound of hair below until my fingers find her moist slit.

"Oh, I’m going to the special hell," I murmur.

She shudders as I rub my finger against her slit, and I look over at James and see he is intently watching me, unable to do anything else.

"Your brother likes what he sees," I whisper in her ear.

"Did you see how hard he got before I froze you?" I nibble at her ear while I rub my fingers around her small opening.

I’m tempted to slip a finger inside her, but I want to build up her tension first.

I know I’m manipulating them using their switches, and while a part of my conscience is screaming at me to stop, all I have to do is remember the twenty or so diamonds on those necklaces, each one a stolen life, and my conscience falls silent.

I’m pushing hard on her arousal switch and sense that she is getting close. She is doing her best to hold back moans of pleasure, but between my skill and the switches, she doesn’t stand a chance. I sense the exact moment and give her stiff nipple a sudden twist. A loud moan escapes from her clenched jaws, and my hand is covered in her fluids. I rub hard back and forth against her, trying to make her climax last.

"Look at your brother’s erection," I tell her. "See that liquid seeping from the tip? That’s because he likes what he sees. You turn him on." I can hear muffled denials, but her eyes are glued to James’s arousal.

"I’ll bet you’re wondering what it would be like to have him inside you." I make a switch to make the inside of her itch. "Or maybe even taste him." Her mouth goes dry after I make and move another switch.

My erection is nestled between her small buttocks, and I begin to grind slowly against her while resuming my assault on the rest of her body.

Her denials grow weaker, and by the time she reaches her second climax, she is no longer resisting my words.