That evening, Sharon was surprised to find herself the only guest at Jim’s place, other than her brother Ted. She had expected either a large gathering of friends, or to spend an intimate evening alone with Jim. Ted was equally confused to be stuck alone with his stupid sister and her even stupider boyfriend.
“Happy Birthday, Sharon,” Jim said, handing her the ring box. Sharon greedily tore the wrapping paper off, opened the box, and was mesmerized by the emerald ring within. “Put it on,” Jim said, implanting the order within her brain with the power of the mind control ring he himself wore. Even if she hadn’t wanted to anyway, Sharon would have been powerless to resist wearing the ring.
Ted yawned and stretched and made a motion to leave, when Jim took the sapphire ring he had “purchased” along with the others than afternoon out of his pocket. “And Ted, you put this one on,” Jim said. Without hesitation, Ted slipped the ring onto his finger.
Jim stopped momentarily to observe Sharon and Ted, thinking of how the magic of their rings was affecting them, even though it wasn’t noticeable…yet. The brother and sister sat still next to each other on the sofa, looking at Jim with anticipation, waiting for him to animate them with his next command. “Sharon…Ted…” he said, knowing that this next command might take an extra amount of push on his behalf, “…start making out with each other.” Without hesitation, Ted lunged onto his sister, pushing her back on the sofa and kissing her open, willing mouth deeply. Sharon, for her part, responded in kind, reclining and wrapping her arms around her brother. The two grinded their pelvises together, dry humping for all they were worth. Truthfully, Jim was more than a little weirded out at the spectacle of his girlfriend making out with another man, let alone her own brother. He toyed with the idea of excusing himself for a few minutes and returning once the rings had had the opportunity to begin to work, but he decided he wanted to watch the entire process from beginning to end. “Take off your shirts,” he commanded. Without missing a beat, Sharon yanked off her blouse and Ted pulled his shirt off over his head, causing them to part from each others’ lips for a brief, agonizing moment. “Ted, take off Sharon’s bra,” said Jim. Ted enjoyed this order much more, as he could continue to nibble on his sister’s lips uninterrupted as her freed his sisters’ globes from the cups that restrained them, only to have them now encased in the grasp of his palms.
This latest development only served to obstruct Jim’s view of a sight he desperately wanted to observe. “Sharon, sit up,” he ordered, “and Ted, get behind her and kiss her neck and back…and don’t touch her breasts.” Sharon and Ted obligingly shifted into their designated positions, and Jim could now see the effect of the emerald ring on Sharon. Her previously sagging breasts now rode high and firm on her frame. As Jim had only noticed the droop of her mammaries in the past year or so, he estimated that the Birthday Girl must have had the clock turned back by a couple of birthdays, placing her at the age of 25. He marveled at the change in her appearance for a minute or so, before thinking to check on the accompanying change in her loving brother’s appearance. The lips with which he kissed Sharon’s neck seemed ever so slightly fuller, as did his eyelashes, and his blond hair, previously a short buzz cut, began to creep down his neck and tickle his ears. Jim got up and walked around behind the sofa, from where he could see that Ted’s muscles were beginning to soften and recede into themselves, while his waist cinched in as though it had been drawn in by a belt. Two slight swellings appeared on his chest underneath his nipples. Jim turned his attention back to Sharon to discover that she, too, had a gap forming between the waist of her jeans and her slimming waistline. 23 years old now…22, perhaps. Jim wanted a better view of the changes happening beneath the equator on the pair. “Pull off your pants, both of you,” he said.
Sharon stood and easily slid off her jeans, presenting a pair of cheeks, clad in the sheerest of panties, which were as round and enticing as Jim had ever remembered seeing on her. Jim was momentarily disturbed to find himself thinking similar thoughts at the sight of Ted’s buns filling out his own briefs, until Ted turned around to continue his amorous entanglement with Sharon. In place of the nineteen-year-old boy that Ted had started out as that evening was a nineteen-year-old…well, going by the facial features, the blond locks that cascaded down his shoulders, the burgeoning breasts he sported, and his hairless body…there was only one change that Jim couldn’t observe, and he felt now was the time to uncover it. “Ted…take off your underpants.”
Sharon actually grabbed onto the waistband on Ted’s briefs and helped him pull them down off of his widening hips and past his smooth, curvy thighs and calves. Between his legs was an odd piece of flesh that was midway between the full-sized member it had been minutes before, and the nothing it was to be in the next few minutes. It was, however, fully erect, and when Sharon saw this she grasped the waistband of her panties and, without waiting for instructions, pulled down. She reclined again on the sofa and spread her legs apart, and at that moment Jim found himself looking at the same 20-year-old Sharon who had given herself to him all those years ago, with the same expression of unbridled lust and anticipation in her bright, clear eyes. Only this time, it was her own brother that she was pulling down towards her, reaching to grab hold of his penis and guide it into her. Jim blurted out the first thing that came into his mind to stop this atrocity. “Sharon…go down on Ted!” Sharon quickly pushed her brother/sister up onto his/her knees, then brought her face down to his/her crotch. She took the demi-penis into her mouth and began sucking it with all the force she could muster. Ted sighed in an alto that carried no traces of masculinity, and as Jim looked at his face, he found that he was no longer looking at the face of Sharon’s brother, but at Sharon herself…the brother had morphed successfully into a perfect twin of his sister. The only difference at all between the two now…the real Sharon had even regressed by now to a synchronous age of 19 years…was the piece of cartilage nestled between Sharon’s lips, and even that was quickly evaporating. What had gone into Sharon’s mouth at the size of dill pickle had now shrunk down to the size of a gerkin, and was melting away even more under the frantic ministrations of her tongue. Ted didn’t seem to mind, though, as he bucked his hips and caressed the tits that were inflating underneath his hands, as though Sharon were blowing him up like a balloon. The nubbin of his dick finally melted into the soft, sweet folds of the vagina between his legs, and Jim absentmindedly let his hand wander down to his own crotch as he watched his lover carpet-munching her newly-formed sister. To Jim’s relief, Ted had successfully arrived at his destination, thanks to his ring, while Sharon was still in transit, so to speak.
“All right, girls,” Jim said, “take a break.” Ted collapsed back on the sofa in a heap, and Sharon sat up and rubbed Ted’s juices from her somewhat sore jaw. Jim observed the size of Sharon’s breasts, and it became clear to him that, while Sharon had lost a brother and gained a sister, Ted had lost an older sister and gained a younger one. It only seemed fair, under the circumstances, to let Ted take the lead now.
“Ted,” Jim ordered, reaching into the duffle bag he had brought along, “strap this on and take your sister from behind.” The young Sharon clone gratefully obliged, taking the formidable-appearing dildo from Jim and wrapping the straps snugly around her. Sharon, meanwhile, now all of eighteen years old, quickly got onto her hands and knees on the sofa, and spread her thighs anxiously. She clinched her twat tightly just before Ted pierced her, so that his entry into her would have a delicious moment of pain mixed in with the pleasure. For some odd reason, she felt more a little less blasé about the act of sex than usual…not because it was her brother giving it to her, or because it was a woman (or that they were one and the same), but because she felt oddly…virginal today.
Ted reached underneath and grabbed hold of Sharon’s tits as he rammed the dildo deeply down inside her. “Sharon, don’t cum until I tell you to,” Jim told her, and she came out of her haze just long enough to look at him and nod, with a big smile on her face. She loved feeling totally under Jim’s spell, and could never remember feeling as close to him as she did now, despite the fact that he was nine…no, ten years older than her, and making her impale herself on her sibling. Jim looked back and forth between the Sharons, and couldn’t decide who was more enticing at the moment: the nineteen-year-old Sharon, her hair damp with sweat and thrusting forward with all her might, or the seventeen-year-old version in front of her, thrusting her hips backwards in response with all her might. In moments, Jim had a nineteen-year-old and a sixteen-year-old to choose from.
About this time, Sharon began to notice that the plastic phallus which had stretched her vaginal walls was packed in even tighter than before, and that her dwindling body felt smaller in the grasp of her twin sister than it had when they had started. She looked back over her shoulder at Ted, and the look that her innocent young face gave him….bewilderment, combined with ecstasy and a little fear…would surely have caused him to explode inside of her then and there, had the penis he had been sporting been real.
Jim observed Sharon shrink just a little bit smaller underneath Ted, who was now lying forward with Sharon pinned underneath him. Jim estimated her to be just about fifteen years old now, and figured that her little pussy had taken about all that it could stand. “All right, Sharon,” he announced quietly, “you may come now.” Sharon’s scream was shrill and a little bit hard on the ears, owing to its higher-than-usual pitch, but it was still music to Jim’s ears. After a few seconds she pulled herself loose from her brother and collapsed on the sofa, trembling and crying with happiness. Ted actually tried to enter her again right then, before Jim gave him the order to collapse on the opposite end of the sofa and take a break.
Fri Dec 23 14:37:18 2005