Better Living Through Science By Tobyredone
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Better Living Through Science - Prelude
Author - Tobyredone
Prelude: Why Can’t We All Just Get Along?
“I’m gay,” Kimberly suddenly stated loudly in a defiant tone as she held her chin up high.
Mom gasped and looked at my father. Dad was choking on his roast beef and coughing and I let out a sigh and stood up and walked over and wrapped my arms around his stomach and pulled my hands quickly to dislodge the piece of food in his throat. He mumbled out a thank you and I told him not to worry about it as I went and sat back down in my seat.
Dad gulped some water while Mom looked to Kimberly and said, “Young lady that is nothing to joke about.”
“I’m not joking! I like girls. You keep asking me about which boy is going to take me to the school dance and I’m not going with a boy. I’m going with my friend Leslie. We love each other. We’ve been dating secretly for the past four months,” Kimberly said as she stood up and planted her hands on the table.
That caused Mom to stand up and lean aggressively toward Kimberly and shout back, “You do not get to decide that while you’re living in my house! You can do whatever you want when you move out, but while you live under my roof you will not make this family look like a freak show!”
Mom turned to Dad and said, “Well, tell her honey!”
Dad cleared his throat and pulled at the collar of his shirt and looked back and forth between both of them, “Well, I mean… Dear… If she’s feeling that way I think we could maybe try and be a bit supportive. What if we let her do what she wants when she’s not out in public? Maybe we can compromise?”
“You never support me in these things Felix! That’s why this family is such a freaking mess! Our daughter is a lesbian and you don’t have anything helpful to say! Our son is an introvert and barely sees the sun! You never listen to me!” Mom started screaming at him now.
“Excuse me, I’m trying to talk about my problem!” Kimberly screamed at both of them, “Why doesn’t anyone in this house care what I think? No one cares about what I think!”
“Young lady that is not true, we care about what you think, but your mother and I are having a discussion right now,” Dad said to her and then turned back to Mom, “Caroline I support this entire family. I work hard to make sure everyone gets what they need. Maybe you can be a little more supportive of me for once?”
“OH YOU’D LIKE THAT WOULDN’T YOU FELIX! YOU JUST WANT ME TO…” Mom screamed back and I heard Kimberly stamp her feet and start yelling as well, but it faded into the background as I walked away from the table and went down stairs into the basement. I closed the door and flipped the light switch and let out a sigh of relief as the low buzz from my equipment drowned out the noise from upstairs.
I plopped down in my chair and brought my hands to my temples and started to rub them to ease the headache. The fighting was getting worse and I shook my head as I thought about each one of my family members.
Kimberly was my older “technically” step sister. She had long brown hair that always seemed to be perfectly tamed and styled. Her big brown doe eyes could captivate any boy in the school and she had a large following of boys that would fawn over her as she strutted down the halls. Apparently I had just found out why she never reciprocated any of their advances. She had modest but perky breasts I had seen once when I accidently walked in on her changing in the bathroom. It was difficult to forget them once I had seen them, despite her being my sister. She had a narrow waist and toned athletic legs and had more than once had to slap myself for thinking about them.
Mom was also “technically” my step mom. She had married my dad about eight years ago and was constantly worried about our family image in the community. I wasn’t certain why she tried so hard to make certain we didn’t stand out but she was constantly pushing all of us to “make friends” and “fit in to the norm.” With long dark brown hair and a perfect figure it was easy to see that she was where Kimberly got her good looks from. The only difference between them other than age was the fact that her breasts were much larger. Mom enjoyed her trophy wife status and worked hard at both the diet and the gym to make certain that she had the perfect figure my father had adored when they started dating.
Dad was the sole figure that had always been there in my life from birth. He tried hard to keep his bond with me, but since he married my Mom he had been working more and more, especially lately. She in turn was spending more time shopping and then he would spend more time working and then they would inevitably fight about how he was never around or she was always off spending money when he wanted to actually see her on his time off. Something else seemed to be a tad off with their relationship ever since they got married and I was certain it was spinning more and more out of control, but I didn’t quite have a handle on that yet.
Then there was me. Apollo Jacobs. Yes my name is actually Apollo and I don’t need you judging me for it. I get enough crap at school. Apparently my birth-mother (rest her soul) was kind of a strange hippy chick who was into Greek gods in a big way. Well, being a solid six inches shorter than everyone else in my junior class (including most of the girls) made me easy pickings for almost everyone who needed a punching bag at school. My slender build made most school sports impossible and my thick glasses paint the rest of the picture. Nerd. Dork. Geek. While most would want some sort of transformation to occur I actually never minded who I was. If life was going to cast me in the role of the short skinny nerd, I was going to enjoy every moment of it. So almost all of my spare time (which is a lot when you don’t have many friends or extracurricular activities) was spent in the basement of our house which I had turned into my laboratory of Zen. I had computers, a rapid prototype machine, lathes, drills, presses, chemistry sets, microscopes… It looked the proper part of a mad scientist’s evil lair.
And so, as I sat in my evil lair and spun in my chair thinking about the escalation of fighting in my family I knew I needed to do something before it ended in divorce, resentment, hatred, and most importantly, me having to box up all of my stuff and move my lab. It’s a pain to set it all up and most Troglodyte movers will break my sensitive equipment and I had several experiments that couldn’t be moved as they were in very delicate stages. If only I could just make them do what I wanted. I’d force them to work out their problems without screaming at each other. Heck, I would take the blame for the problems everyone seemed to be having if it would make them all stop fighting. I could be the evil scientist villain if that’s what the family needed to come together.
An idea suddenly popped into my head and I hunched over my computer and began designing. I let out a maniacal chuckle as my fingers flew across the keyboard. Yes… This would work… I just needed to decide who to help first… Or should I say, my first victim.
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Chapter 1: Fake it ‘til you Make it.
“Here, take this,” I said as I handed Kimberly a large pill as she stepped out of the bathroom Friday morning. She had finished primping and prepping her perfect looks and was about to head back to her room to finish getting dressed. She eyed it with distrust as I held it in between two fingers in front of her face.
“What is it?” She asked, “I mean, your stuff is usually really neat, but the last time I didn’t ask that you gave me those shoes to help me run track and I almost got disqualified for cheating.”
“If I recall correctly you didn’t get disqualified, and you won all your events with ease,” I said to her as I shrugged and started to take the pill back, “I was just trying to help get Mom off your back about the gay thing, but if you don’t want my help, it’s fine.”
“You can make a pill that will make me not gay?” She said with shock in her voice.
“Well, not exactly…” I replied, “You’ll just have to trust me. Have I ever steered you wrong in the past?”
She shook her head and I was slightly mesmerized by her long brown locks bouncing around her pretty face and she said, “No. I mean, I trust you.”
Kimberly then walked by me and into her room and the door closed. Kimberly and I had a good relationship. We were definitely not the typical step siblings. I pulled out my phone and texted my only friend Zane and asked what he was up to that night. He had about the same social circle as me, so I knew his only plans would be either video games or computer porn, and I was ready to offer him something better than both of those.
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I was in my lab downstairs after hearing Kimberly and Mom get into another screaming match, ending in Kimberly getting grounded for the weekend. I looked at my computer and it was displaying all green lights. I shot a message to Zane telling him to head over. I then picked up a metal head band from the desk next to my computer and looked at it. Circuit boards, wires, sensors and other electronics could easily be seen around the outside. It wasn’t my best looking work, but in my own defense I had thrown it together in a hurry so it would have to do for now. I could improve on aesthetics later, right now I had my first mission to complete. I slipped it over my head and leaned back in the chair. I then reached up and tapped the red button on the side. I felt a jolt go through my forehead and the last thought I had before everything went black was, “Did I do the conversion for the voltage correctly? I don’t really want to fry my brain doing this.”
Suddenly I was in a different room. I opened my mouth and rotated my jaw a bit as I shook my head and felt hair moving against my shoulders. I blinked and saw long eyelashes. The walls were pink and trophies and stuffed animals were sitting on small shelves that hung from almost every single wall. I turned and walked over to a large floor length mirror and saw Kimberly staring back at me. I cracked a devious smile and watched as her reflection did the same. I winked at my reflection and turned to look at my deliciously curvy rump in the tight jeans that Kimberly had worn to school that day. I then looked away from the mirror and got down to business. I walked over to the closet and started looking through it. Bingo. Calf high black stripper boots with a six inch heel. How had she snuck these past Mom and Dad? I grabbed them and put them by the bed. I then went to the dresser and started to pull out drawers. I pulled out a pair of small pink silk panties and then found the matching bra and tossed them on the bed. I dug deeper until I found a pair of nylons and tossed them beside the undies. I used Kimberly’s own hands to strip her down right on the spot. Her tank top was easy enough to slip out of and I didn’t even struggle with her bra too much, but her jeans were a pain. Why did girls wear such tight clothing? After that I hooked my new thumbs in the waistband of her panties and after they slipped past her well-shaped hips they dropped to the floor.
I then got into the small silk panties and struggled a bit more with the pink push up bra going back on, bet eventually got it. I leaned forward and pushed around on my perky little tits until it felt correct and then sat down on the bed to work the nylons up her already silky smooth legs. After that I stepped into her boots and did up the zipper and then shuffled back and forth to settle into them. I strolled back to the mirror and looked at my reflection. Kimberly stood there in lingerie and a slutty smile. She was hot. Is it okay to say that? I guess it didn’t really matter, I was already committed to the plan at this point. I heard the doorbell ring and my mom answered the door. I heard her call out my name and using Kimberly’s voice I called out, “I think he’s in his room with his headphones on Mom!”
I then heard her sending Zane up the stairs to my room… Well, I mean the normal me’s room… Which happened to be the next door past Kimberly’s. As Zane walked up the stairs and came down the hallway I opened my bedroom door and pulled him in, then closed the door behind us. He looked at me in shock for a moment and then his face morphed to a look of raw lust as his eyes wandered up and down my body and gave me a smutty smile.
“How you doin’ babe?” He said as he tried to look confident as he talked to the hottest girl who had ever looked in his general direction.
“I’m horny. Let’s fuck.”
I thought his eyes would pop out of his head as the look of shock came back, and so I walked over to the bed and crawled up on it, “You wanna do this or not? I’ve heard you bragging around school about how much of a stud you think you are, and how your girlfriend from Canada thinks you’re the best. I wanna find out.”
“Oh, I just tell people I have a girlfriend in Canada… That’s not a real thing…” His voice trailed off nervously.
“Duh. Everyone knows that. Are you going to get your dick out or should I call someone else?”
He suddenly shook his head and unzipped his pants as he walked over to me. I rolled onto my back and spread my legs as I started to play with my own tits, “Yeah baby. Get that cock out and stuff it in me.”
I hoped I was doing the dirty talk correctly, and as I saw Zane’s dick pop out from his fly and wobble already erect I decided that between Kimberly’s sexy body on display and my vocabulary I was doing at least an adequate job. Zane leaned forward to kiss me but I put up a hand, “No kissing unless you’re kissing my pussy. I don’t want your lips on mine.”
“That’s fair,” He said quickly and dropped his head between my legs. The boy worked fast. He slipped the gusset of my panties to the side and started to lick. I did not anticipate how good Kimberly’s tight little pussy would feel. I was momentarily lost in pleasure and had to take a few minutes to remember why I was doing all of this.
“Oh yeah baby! Eat my tight little cunt!” I said loudly and Zane doubled his efforts.
I again lost my mind as the pleasure rose and rose and rose and then suddenly I was bucking against his face as I tipped into the bliss of Kimberly’s intense orgasm, “Oh Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”
Zane looked up with a face that was now coated in my juices and I looked down at him, “Oh that was fucking amazing, but I need to feel your dick in me. Get it out and pound my puss!”
He nodded and I rolled back over. I got on all fours so he could fuck me doggy style on the bed and yanked my panties halfway down my thighs. I let out a squeal as he pressed the bulbous head of his dick against my borrowed tight young pussy. As the lips parted to allow him up inside me my eyes rolled back and I let out a loud groan of pleasure. I was dripping wet and he didn’t have to work very hard to slip his meat inside of me. Once he was in he began rocking back and forth while I bucked my hips to keep time with his thrusts. I moaned, screamed and panted as the sensations of Kimberly’s body getting fucked blasted through me.
“Oh yes! I’m almost there! Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder! Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!” I called out at the top of my lungs.
Suddenly I heard the door open and Mom was standing there with a frantic scowl on her face as she was about to open her mouth and start yelling at her daughter and then she realized what she was seeing. Any noise she was going to make faded completely as her mouth dropped open. I was looking over my shoulder at her as I suddenly came hard. My eyes clenched shut as I felt Zane’s dick leaping and pulsing inside of me as I felt a warm wetness inside of my core from his cum. My brain struggled to keep up with the orgasmic ecstasy that was exploding through my borrowed body from its toes to its nose. When I finally opened them I looked back at Mom who stared at Zane as he leaned over me and panted, “Oh man, was that good for you baby? Did you like getting pounded by the Zane-a-nator?”
Zane-a-nator? Fucking seriously? I may have to re-evaluate my friends list… well, friend list, singular, but still, that was brutal. I ignored him and gave Mom my most innocent look as I spoke, “What? You said I couldn’t be a lesbian. I’m trying to fix it! I’m trying so hard! I want to make you happy Mom. Isn’t this what you want? I found a boyfriend, and now I’m trying to figure out how to enjoy sex with a man instead of a woman.”
Mom’s mouth opened and closed as she tried to speak but no words were coming out. I looked at her with pleading eyes, “Please Mom, please. I’m doing this for you. Don’t yell at me, please. I just thought that if I did this, you wouldn’t hate me so much.”
“Oh sweetie… I don’t hate you. I’m sorry I yelled at you. I can see that you’re trying really hard. You know what, you and your little friend can go back to doing… this… and I’ll phone your father and tell him how much good progress you’re making. Thank you sweetie, I’m really impressed with how hard you’re trying to overcome your issue. Just remember to be safe! You’re on the pill, right?” Mom finally managed to get out.
“Hey, it’s not little!” Zane called out angrily.
“Oh! Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that! I’ll just… leave you two alone. Keep practicing sweetie! You’re doing great!” Mom said in a happy tone as she pulled the door shut and I heard her walking down the hall.
I felt Zane pull out of my heated up little snatch and he wiped his dick on my ass before tucking it back inside his pants. I felt our mixed juices dribbling down my inner thighs and yanked up my panties to keep from making a big mess on Kimberly’s bed and then flopped down as I relaxed my limbs, enjoying the post-orgasmic hum that was still going through Kimberly’s body before I looked over at my friend, “Good job Zane. You did great.”
“Thanks babe. I haven’t had any complaints yet,” He said confidently.
“You moron. You told me three months ago you haven’t had sex with a chick yet,” I said as I rolled my eyes.
He looked stunned for a moment and then said in a surprised tone, “Apollo?”
“Guilty,” I said with a grin as I held out my arms, “I make a pretty sexy bitch, don’t I?”
He could only nod and I continued, “Okay, so here’s the deal. If you want to keep doing this you keep your trap shut about it. You tell NO ONE, understand? I’ll message you from my phone when to come over, you show up, we’ll do the deed, and then you can go on your merry way. Are you in or out?”
“In! I’m in! Definitely in!”
“Okay, cool. You should head out. I have to talk to Kimberly. I’ll message you later,” I said as I dismissively motioned at the door with one hand.
He got up and went over to the door and then looked back, “Thanks dude! I mean really… Thanks.”
“Hey, what are friends for?”
He disappeared out the door and I got off the bed and went to the dresser. As I walked I felt more cum ooze into my panties. I felt my pussy start to warm once more and rolled my eyes. Was it messed up that I was really enjoying this? I pulled out a short stretchy skirt and stepped into it and slipped it up around my waist. Once it was situated I picked up Kimberly’s tank top from the floor and also put it on. I then walked out of her room, down the stairs, over to the basement stairs and down into my lab. I walked over to my unconscious body and leaned over and looked at it. I smirked as I admired myself from a few different angles.
I then said in a happy tone, “Thanks Bro! You’re like the best! You like totally solved my problem! Now Mom thinks I have a boyfriend and I’m not like a lesbian or whatevs, and I can like totally do whatever I want with my actual girlfriend as long as you and Zane borrow my body from time to time and like fuck in front of her or whatevs! You’re like such a genius!”
I then reached out with one hand and stabbed the large red button on the headband on my unconscious body and felt a sudden wave of disorientation and nausea. I shook my head as I fought down the urge to hurl from suddenly jumping to a different spot in the room and looked over at Kimberly as she swayed uneasily in her heeled boots.
When her balance steadied she blinked and then looked at me and shook her head to clear it before she asked, “Were you just inside of me? I was watching and feeling everything, but I couldn’t move my own body.”
“Just my mind was sis. That pill I gave you this morning was full of nanobots. They built a control module at the base of your brain while we were in school today. When I put on this head band and press the red button I move my conscious thought to that control module,” I explained to her as I lifted the head band off and set it back on the desk, “They can do other neat things, but I just used that for now.”
Her eyes narrowed for a moment and then she suddenly jumped forward and hugged me tightly, “You’re an evil genius and I love you for it Apollo!”
“Well I was always told I should play to my strengths,” I said as I rocked back in my worn office chair.
“Hey, there are a few things though…” She looked at me with a pleading look in her large brown eyes and I let out a sigh and nodded. I was a sucker for a woman in need.
She continued, “I don’t want to suck dick. Just ick.”
“Oh of course. Completely understood. I won’t let Zane put anything in your mouth or kiss him. I don’t want to feel him kissing me either, let alone put his dick in a mouth I control. Just ick.”
“Next, I would like some advanced notice, so I can make plans and live my normal life.”
“Sounds reasonable. I’ll try for forty eight hours, but I can always reschedule if something comes up and you need to do that instead. I’m very flexible.”
“Also, please clean me up when you’re done,” She looked down at herself, especially at the front of her skirt as she shifted on her feet uncomfortably, “I’m all sticky inside my panties and it’s just… Ew. And it will ruin all of my good sets of panties if they start to get stained with your sex juices.”
“Oh, I don’t know if that one will work for me, Sis. It’s kind of kinky to walk around as you and feel cum leaking out. I don’t know why, but it kinda turned me on. Deal breaker. What about a compromise? I’ll pay for new underwear. Anything that we ruin plus maybe more if you let me go shopping as you from time to time and help pick the new stuff out.”
She leaned back and crossed her arms as she thought for a moment, “Fine. I’ll agree to that under the condition that you don’t make me say like, totally, _or _whatevs as if I’m some sort of airheaded cheerleader ever again,” and she held out her hand for me to shake.
I smugly looked at her hand, “We don’t have to shake. You’d agree to whatever I demanded because I already completely control your body. I’m an evil genius, remember?”
She stuck her tongue out at me as I turned to my computer and typed some instructions out. Kimberly leaned over to look at the screen, “What are you doing now?”
“Showing you that you’re my sexy little puppet Sis. Hm… Should I make you go run after Zane and give him a blowjob in the street? Or maybe I’ll just have you kneel right here and suck me off? I have to force you to do what you hate right now so you fall in line, otherwise you’ll get ideas that I care about you and then you’ll be disobedient when I tell you to do something you don’t want to, and then being your supreme overlord will be nothing but work,” I said to her as I stabbed a button on my keyboard dramatically.
“What?” She squealed in surprise and then found her body turning and walking out of my lab with a sexy sway to her hips, “Apollo where am I going? What am I doing? APOLLO!”
I watched as she quietly and carefully closed the door after she left my lab and then heard her booted feet clomp across the floorboards above my head. I knew she would be going to take a nice relaxing shower, with just a hint of masturbation, but I didn’t have to tell her that. She’d find out eventually, and not knowing was part of the excitement wasn’t it?
Now… Who was next on the list?