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I Hate You! – Chapter 2

I Hate You! – Chapter 2

What the hell!? Why was it so bright in my room? And what was that weird pressure inside my panties? I opened my eyes, and it took me a couple of moments to focus.

Once I managed to see what I was looking at, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was inside that little brat’s bedroom! How did he manage to move me in here without waking me? Did that asshole drug me or something? And after a few more moments, I noticed that the pervert even took off my tank top!

And what did he stick inside my panties? It felt like the handle of my hairbrush or something. It felt… weird, and I just couldn’t place it. I kicked off the blankets and tried to sit up straight. But the moment the blanket hit the floor, I heard a muffled yelp in the distance. And in the corner of my eye, I noticed something strange. My boobs were missing… I was as flat as I was a few years ago.

But when I glanced further down my body, I let out a small yelp of my own. I was wearing Jake’s boxers, which were tented with… a tube of something?

I immediately lifted the waistband of his boxers, and my heart almost stopped when I saw a stiff dick with a small patch of pubes above it appear. I jumped out of bed and hurried over to the mirror.

And the person looking back at me was that shitbag of a brother. How did this asswipe pull this off? As I looked myself over in the full-length mirror, I noticed for a brief moment that his body actually looked pretty impressive. He had a starting six-pack, noticeable pecs, and a pretty decent tent inside his boxers.

But I immediately pulled myself out of these thoughts. I grabbed my head to check if I maybe was wearing a VR headset or something like that. But…. nothing. I was feeling more panicked with every passing second. I pinched myself a couple of times in an attempt to wake from this awful nightmare. I frantically started looking around for clues, and I found nothing! I was really inside my brother’s room and apparently inside his body.

Thankfully, his boner had gone down by now, making walking around easier and less distracting. I needed to get my head straight, and with an aching boner stretching out my underwear, this wasn’t an easy task.

So I sat down at his desk and started to think. What could I do? Where was Jake? Wait… if I was… then he… No matter how obvious, this thought struck me like a ton of bricks. I just realized that he must be in my body!

But… what if I was dead? Or in a coma, or… and Jake was… no more? That thought stung. I hated my brother, but I didn’t want him to be… dead! So I quickly got to my feet and walked toward the door to check out my room. But before my hand touched the door handle, I heard a soft “Kate?” come from the other side of the door in a familiar voice. Mine!

So I opened the door, and there I was! Well… my body at least. I obviously had been crying, and my face looked like I could start again any second. I stuck my head out into the hallway and pulled myself inside. I mean… Jake! No, myself, I mean… damnit!! I pulled Jake inside and closed the door behind him.

“What the fuck, Kate!?” Jake hissed loudly. “What did you do?”

“What did I do!? What did YOU do?” I replied, feeling annoyed already.

“Fuck you! I didn’t do anything,” Jake said, angry and bickering as always but clearly trying to calm down.

“Shut the fuck up, asshole!” I said, feeling myself get angrier by the second and totally not in the mood for another bashing session by my little brother.

Jake looked at me, and I could see he was trying to come up with another insult. But before he could say anything, I said, “Don’t even start, fuckface! I’m NOT in the mood for your shit! I woke up with this tiny peppermint roll inside my underwear, and now I want to know why. So don’t give me any shit, and just help me figure this out. Or leave! Either is fine with me!”

“Tiny?” he asked, surprised as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“Alright. Maybe not tiny…” I said, sighing deeply and not in the mood for more fighting, “but… fuck it, Jake! I completely freaked out when I woke up!”

The hateful frown on Jake’s face started to vanish, and I saw him relax his shoulders. He also sighed deeply and said, “You’re right! We need to figure this out together. I just…”

Jake stammered, and I saw another tear in the corner of his eye. I actually felt sorry for him. The last time this happened was a very long time ago. So I decided to put our fighting in the fridge for a while. There were more urgent things that needed our attention right now.

“Let’s sit,” I said as I took a deep breath and sat on the bed as Jake took the desk chair.

Jake also sighed, softly saying, “This is so fucked up!”

I looked at Jake, and he was still dressed in panties and a tank top. I noticed how good my boobs looked in that top and how nicely the laced panties accentuated my hips.

I didn’t know what it was, but I felt that pressure in my underwear again. I looked down and realized Jake’s… I mean, my dick was growing again. But I didn’t have a clue why. So I looked at my brother, who looked wide-eyed at my crotch, and asked, “Why am I getting all these boners!?”

“I don’t know! All I know is that I’m now stuck with these,” he said and grabbed my boobs… damnit! His boobs… with both hands.

I noticed how he smiled slyly as he kneaded them. It lasted less than a second, but it couldn’t be missed.

“I guess you like what you see,” he softly said, smiling uncomfortably at me.

“I guess…” I said, feeling glad he wasn’t such a brat and trying to break the ice.

“So… what do you think happened?” Jake asked.

“Dunno. I guess maybe Mom cursed us or something,” I chuckled.

“Yeah… I noticed she took out the ouija board when we were sent upstairs last night,” he giggled.

This made me giggle too, and I realized this was actually the first time in months that we had a normal conversation. Although ‘normal’ was quite a stretch, considering the situation we were in.

We were quiet for a moment when Jake asked, “What do we do now?”

“I don’t know. Thank god it’s a Sunday, and we don’t have to go to school like this,” I said and laughed at Jake’s scrunched-up face.

“We need to find a way to turn this around,” Jake said, and that sly smile returned, “although I like how these feel.”

He grabbed his boobs again and smiled wickedly at me. I couldn’t help myself and smiled too. My boner had gone down, but watching him grab both boobs and show some cleavage as he did, caused me to feel a stir again. Was I getting hard over myself here?

“I know. But how do we do that? We need to find a way to figure it out. But… we also need to eat…” I said seriously.

Jake had his eyes on my crotch, but he didn’t seem to really be looking. And after a few moments, he softly said, “Yeah… we need to face Mom at some point today.”

“You need to be me, and I need to be you. And we need to make it sound believable too!”

“I think we can make it work. We just need to make sure we keep the time with her to a minimum,” Jake said.

I nodded and said, “And we need to pretend to still be fighting a little.”

“Or…” he said, pausing dramatically, “we tell her we talked and wanna try to stop the fighting.”

I thought about it for a little. I liked the opportunity it gave, so I said, “I like it. Maybe we can try that. Good idea, J!”

This brought a smile to his face, and he said, “But now what? We stay in our rooms? Go downstairs? Grab the ouija board?”

“We need to eat…” I repeated and smiled.

“Right…” he said insecurely, “but… uhm… what do I wear? I can’t go downstairs dressed like this.”

This made me laugh, and I said, “Damn right, you can’t! I’ll help you out. It isn’t like I haven’t seen it before…”

This caused Jake to laugh, and for the first time since I woke up, I felt a little more at ease with the situation. It was still fucked up as hell, but at least we were in this together.

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I Hate You! – Chapter 1

I Hate You! – Chapter 1

I hate You!
By
Jason Crow

It’s a little bit funny, this feeling inside. Just not funny in a good way! Every time I see or hear my little brother, I instantly feel irritation and anger boil up. He’s acting like such an asshole lately that I want to punch him on the nose, the moment he opens his mouth.

The thirteen-year-old brat claims that it’s his duty to irritate his big sister. But during the past half year or something, things have taken a turn for the worse. Much to our mother’s frustration, we can’t talk like ordinary people anymore.

The thing is, we used to get along fine. We were born in the same year. Me in early January, and my brother Jake in mid-December. It was pretty awesome initially, and we always had to explain it. Mom always said that she was so fertile after I was born that she could get pregnant by just the blowing wind. But a couple of months after my brother was born, Dad bailed on us. Mom didn’t want to talk about it and always went silent when we asked about him. “I’ll tell you all about it one day. Just not now,” was her standard reply.

Because of our small age difference and our Arabic looks, lots of people thought we were twins, and we found it funny to keep up appearances to them. And that small age gap also meant we were into mostly the same things, and we used to play together a lot. But when I started growing boobs, everything changed.

Jake started looking at me in a different light, and whenever one of his friends stayed over, they made fun of me together. Jake even stole one of my bras once, and they used it as a slingshot to shoot stuff at me. I also noticed him trying to take sneak peeks at my boobs as time progressed.

But all these practical jokes and irritations were nothing compared to the way we were communicating now. I don’t know why or when it started, but Jake always seemed to feel the need to say something insulting. The central theme in his insults was me being a slut and a tease. I didn’t know why he kept referring to that. I was still a virgin and never went further than some heavy kissing on a date. Some boys tried to go further, but I never let them. Ever. I was in charge of my body, not them.

Admittedly, I liked to dress in the latest fashion, showing some skin and wearing skirts or tight jeans. But I wasn’t a slut. Far from it! I was way more of a prude than a slut. But no matter how much I tried to explain it to Jake, he just wouldn’t listen.

Last month, I caught him trying to look at me when I was in the shower. I gave him so much shit about it that we got to a point where we could only scream at each other. I decided not to talk to Mom about it because deep down, I actually felt a little sorry for him. I don’t know why I felt that way because he didn’t deserve it. But still…

This all accumulated to the point where we were screaming at each other in our living room. Today I learned that Jake had talked to his friends at school about ‘all my sexual escapades’ he knew about. In return, I spoke to my friends about how he still was a bedwetter when he was nine.

“ENOUGH!” Mom shouted when she came to look at what was happening.

Mom’s disappointment on her face struck me hard. She’d given it several tries to stop us from fighting all the time, but when she saw us like this, she broke. And I broke a little with her.

“Upstairs with you!” she said with fire in her eyes.

“But what about the eclipse?” Jake asked, suddenly very timid.

“I don’t give a fuck!” she responded.

Mom never swore in front of us, which was a clear indication to me that we had crossed a line and that I needed to lay low. We were about to watch the lunar eclipse together, and still, she sent us upstairs.

Mom studied hard when we were young. Her friends spent a lot of time with us, so Mom could graduate. She managed to land a job at the local university, where she started working as an astronomer. Because of her love for the stars above us, she wanted to show us the wonders of the universe. This eclipse was a great opportunity for her to do so. So she couldn’t be more disappointed than at that moment.

“But…” Jake tried.

“Go to your rooms. Now! We’ll talk about this tomorrow,” Mom said without looking at either of us.

Jake shrugged nonchalantly and walked in front of me toward the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, he stopped, looked at me, and said, “Happy? Now Mom is seriously pissed off!”

“Shut up and get your bedwetting ass upstairs!” I hissed.

He stopped a few times as he walked upstairs so I would bump into him. But I knew about his tricks, so I didn’t fall for that one.

Jake stood in front of his bedroom door and said, “Eat shit, Kate!”

“Fuck you, you little fuckface!”

We glared at each other for a few moments, trying to kill the other with just our eyes. I was feeling so angry at that little twerp that my hands were balled into fists, and my heart was trying to beat out of my chest. Then, as if we practiced it, we simultaneously said, “I hate you!”

As we said this, I felt a little shiver shoot through my body, but it hardly registered at the moment. Jake also seemed disturbed for a moment, but when he stuck up his middle finger at me and opened his door, I just shrugged and entered my room.

It was late enough to call it a night. So I changed into my regular sleeping outfit; Panties and a tank top. I watched some television on my bed for about an hour before I got under the covers and clicked off the light.

I thought about my little brother and how he managed to fuck everything up. Maybe I could be the bigger person here and try to make peace? But then again… he’s the one that started all this. Ah, well… maybe things will be better tomorrow. At least I didn’t have to sit through Mom’s lecture about the eclipse tonight. That was a plus. I closed my eyes and felt myself drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

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Dear Jason – Chapter 13

Dear Jason – Chapter 13

It turned out that they spent a total of four nights with me. During these days and nights, we hardly wore any clothes. Only when we went out to eat or shop did we reluctantly put on some clothes.

But we did have a lot of sex together. Oh boy, did we have sex! Having these young, horny, enthusiastic, eager-to-learn kids around me with recovery times I couldn’t possibly match was both exciting and exhausting at the same time.

Every night I was awakened at least two times by a sucking or jacking kid, with most of the time them teaming up. James absolutely loved it when I fucked him, and with Julia sucking his cock every time I did, I couldn’t blame him.

After an experimental double penetration session of Julia in the pool with me up her ass and James in her cunt, her reservation about this was gone. We did it like this several times, each time making her cum at least four times during that fuck. James loved how our cocks rubbed together, only separated by a thin piece of his sister’s flesh, and wanted to do it like this every chance he got.

I’ve never felt this sexually drained in my entire life. I even had to pass on having sex with them several times. They didn’t mind at all and made good-hearted fun of me and me being too old. Whenever I didn’t join them, they just fucked or sucked each other.

But all good things come to an end. When their parents came home, and James and Julia had to go home, I insisted they come over whenever they wanted. They both smiled knowing smiles and hugged me tightly. Bill handed me a fine bottle of whiskey as a thank you for helping them out, which I grudgingly accepted, mentioning how it wasn’t necessary and such. But he insisted.

When I closed the door behind me, I felt relief and sadness for being alone again. After I cleaned up, I decided to start writing this story. The following day, I was sitting at my desk, writing away, when I noticed movement in the corner of my eye.

I looked at James’s room and saw James and Julia looking at me. When I looked at them, they both waved, and I waved back. What happened next brought a smile to my face and a rock-hard cock in my pants.

James turned sideways, so his body was parallel to the window and my view. Julia dropped to her knees and started pulling down her brother’s shorts and underwear. When his hard dick came into view, she wasted no time and immediately wrapped her lips around it.

As she started sucking off her brother, I unbuttoned my pants and openly started jerking myself as I looked at them. James glanced over and smiled when he saw what I was doing.

As Julia’s head bobbed up and down on James’s stiff shaft, he took off his shirt and laid his hands on his sister’s head. Watching this unfold before my eyes, with my own hand almost having a mind of its own, was enough to quickly get close to the edge.

After the telltale signs of James’s approaching orgasm, I sped up the movement of my fist, where Julia was doubling her efforts on her brother’s cock. The moment he threw his head back between his shoulder blades and Julia was clearly swallowing his cum, I sprayed mine all over my keyboard and t-shirt. Fuck, this was hot!

After I regained my cool a little, I glanced over and saw Julia standing up and smiling at me. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue to show me that some spunk was still left in her mouth. A second later, they started Frenching, and her hands roamed over his chest and ass.

A couple of minutes later, they were done and glanced at me again. What happened next was a bit unexpected. Suddenly, Julia ran toward the bathroom, and James quickly pulled up his pants. A heartbeat after he was done, his mother came in and started talking to James.

I casually made sure nothing indecent was visible from her point of view, and after she was done talking to James, she waved at me. I gave her a friendly smile and waved back, and she left James’s room.

James looked at me, and I could see the relief on his face. He overexaggerated wiping his head, and waved one last time at me before grabbing his shirt, and he headed downstairs

But this whole endeavor got my creative juices flowing, and I did some great time writing this story. I managed to squeeze out almost five thousand words each evening I sat down to write.

And almost every evening, I was treated to one show or the other. The best one was when James fucked his sister doggy-style. That way, I could see everything, and they kept a close eye on me.

But as they got older, their sexual escapades became less focused on me and more on each other. I knew this was inevitable, but it made me a bit sad nevertheless. Every once in a while, they came over to swim in my pool, and we still had fun together.

But when James mentioned with a big grin and in a conspiratorial tone that a new pair of preteen siblings had moved in at the end of the street, I couldn’t help myself and asked him to tell me all about it. Both laughed knowingly and offered to help whenever I needed it.

That evening, I grabbed my pads and strolled down the street toward my new project. And when I saw the eleven-year-old boy and his thirteen-year-old sister, a new plan was forming in my head.


There you have it, JD! The story you asked me to write about the fantastic ability you handed to me. I hope you enjoyed yourself! I know I did, and I promise to keep using this ability for the good stuff… maybe I’ll write you about some other adventures in the future. But for now, this is it.

To James and Julia: thank you for the marvelous time we had together and still have. I hope you won’t hate me for how I started all this and that I had to lie about it. The new kids that moved here are amazing, but I’ll never forget the two of you, and I hope you won’t forget me!

The end.

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Dear Jason – Chapter 6

Dear Jason – Chapter 6

I was awake but still in bed when the doorbell rang. I looked at the alarm clock and saw it was half an hour later than yesterday. I smiled at myself, got up, and went downstairs. As I expected, James was standing there, almost bouncing with excitement. I hadn’t bothered with clothes and opened the door in my boxers.

“Morning, James,” I smiled and let him in, noticing that he wore the same clothes as yesterday.

“Hi, Jason! Still too early?” he asked as he looked me over.

“A little, yeah. I didn’t have my shower or coffee yet,” I smiled, rubbing my eyes.

“I’ll make you some coffee so you can take your shower!” he said excitedly and rushed into the kitchen.

I shrugged and went upstairs. I wasn’t sure what to do with the bathroom door. I could lock it, which would create a clear boundary. But if I’d leave it slightly open, James could decide for himself what he wanted to do. I wouldn’t mind him seeing me naked. Heck! That would even enhance my chances of seeing him naked! I chubbed up a little at that idea, so I left the door ajar, dropped my boxers, and took my shower.

And sure enough, after a few minutes, James came in, carrying a mug of coffee. He sat down on the toilet seat, chatting away like it was the most normal thing in the world.

I grabbed my towel, and this time, I made no effort to hide myself from him. It was nice and warm, I was still a little chubbed by seeing him and from showing off, so I felt like I had nothing to hide.

James kept talking as I dried myself and glanced at my flopping dick a few times, but he did not comment about it. I brushed my teeth and did my regular routine naked. If he didn’t have a problem with it, I sure as hell didn’t. But after I stretched it enough, I went to my room with James still on my heels, grabbed a fresh pair of boxers, and got dressed. I also picked the same outfit as yesterday, and after I pulled down my shirt, I was ready to face the day.

James pulled off his shirt the moment we entered my office and sat down on the spare office chair again. We started working on tweaking his system and installing all kinds of software. I had an extensive collection, and he was thrilled when I showed him Adobe Premiere Pro was an option.

Seeing him work on his computer in just his short track pants hit me hard. This was also the first time it actually got me hard too. This boy was sexy as fuck! I needed to find a way for him to keep coming over.

After we installed Apex Legends and it booted for the first time, James almost shouted, “It’s so fast!”

I could only laugh at that, and as he squirmed in his chair to show me how it worked, I got an idea.

“How about we build a game computer for me? I’ve got more than enough spare parts for a new one. I don’t wanna use my work computer for games, but by building a new one, we can play online together.”

“Yeah! That’s awesome!” he said and made the chair do a total 360. “We can even use hand signals next to our headsets, and no one will know,” he smiled and pointed to his room on the other side of the street.

After another fun day next to this barely dressed boy, we shut down his computer, disconnected it, and crossed the street with it. When we entered the kitchen, the smell of home-cooked chicken filled my nose.

“Hi, Honey! Hi Jason,” Ellis said excitedly.

“Hi, Mom,” James cheerfully said, “we finished my computer!”

“That’s great, Honey,” his mother smiled.

“Is it okay to set it up in my room now?”

“Sure. Dinner is ready in half an hour.”

“Come on, Jason!” James said, and he was halfway up the stairs before I knew it.

I shrugged apologetically at Ellis, and she just smiled and waved for me to follow her son. As I walked up the stairs, I came to the conclusion that James’s verbal house tour was pretty accurate. And when I entered his room, it almost felt like I’d been there before. I quickly glanced across the street but immediately felt at ease. Even if you knew the camera was there, you couldn’t see it. No way!

As we were connecting all the cables, the door to the bathroom opened, and Julia joined us. James already told me they shared a bathroom together. James found the term ‘Jack and Jill bathroom’ stupid. He said that they just shared a bathroom together. And that, in their case, it’s a James and Julia bathroom. So he kept calling it that way.

“Jason gave me an almost new computer!” James said excitedly to his twin sister.

“Really? That’s freakin’ awesome!” she said, looking at me in disbelief.

“Yeah! Apex boots in under ten seconds now!”

“Wow!”

Julia clearly wasn’t mocking him. She apparently was into video games as much as her brother.

“You’re so lucky, Pep!” she said.

Since they were young, their parents called the two of them salt and pepper. The names stuck, and James became pepper, whereas Julia was salt.

“Maybe we can build her one too?” James asked cautiously.

“Maybe. I’ll put all the spare parts I can find together over the coming week. I’ve also got some stuff at the office. Next weekend, we’ll check it out, okay?”

“Told you he’s a great guy!” James said to his sister, who nodded and smiled at me.

Before Ellis called that dinner was ready, I ensured his webcam was in the best possible angle. They thought nothing of it, but I was pretty sure I got the whole room covered by now. When he closed the curtains, I’d lose a bit, but otherwise, there was no way to hide from my spying eyes.

Dinner was great, and Bill and Ellis thanked me plenty of times for helping their kids out with their computers. Bill was a construction worker with his own building company and knew nothing about that ‘techy stuff,’ as he called it. And Ellis was an artist who sculpted small statues. There was a fascinating statue in the corner of the room that I had noticed earlier, but I figured it was inappropriate to ask about.

But when she picked it up to show me, I could only compliment her on her skills. She sculpted her kids when they were about seven years old. They were both naked and with their backs against each other.

“It’s amazing, Ellis!” I sincerely said.

“Thank you! As you can see, I created this in our nudist period, as I call it.”

“Yeah…James told me about that,” I said a bit evasively.

“I think they’re too old now for us to keep going on with it. And still too young to make a conscious decision about it. So we go to more… regular resorts these days for our holidays.”

“I see,” I said, “and I think I understand.”

“At least we had the chance to teach them that everyone is unique and that nudity is okay,” Bill added.

I didn’t know how to respond to that, but Ellis came to the rescue and asked me if I wanted some coffee. I gave the small sculpture a final look, handed it to Ellis, and said, “Thank you, but I need to go. I’m off to an early start tomorrow. Next weekend, we’ll start working on Julia’s computer. How about if I light up the grill, and you come over to my place for a change?”

They would have nothing of that. I helped them with the computers, and they provided dinner. And it would be another hot weekend, so we could also take a refreshing dip in the pool.

After I entered my office, I quickly closed the curtains. I gave both my camera and the spy software a quick checkup and saw that everything was fine. Tomorrow would be a day at the office. Usually, I didn’t look forward to that, but I had some great ideas about how to mess up the life of my asshole manager Fred with my newfound skills.

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