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App

by Madorakas

mc; MF; Mf; Mg; m+f+; inc

Part 1


James was an angry man. At age 18 he had been working in construction for two years now. James hated his job, he hated his boss, he hated his crummy apartment, and he hated his life. There hadn´t been enough money to send him to college and his mother had convinced (coerced) James’ father, Peter, into kicking him out of the house.

James had two little sisters. Juliet was the youngest at 12. With dark brown shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes she had just gotten in to that age when her breasts started swelling out, demanding attention.

Jenney was the oldest at 14 and was by all means a classical beauty with long blond hair, slender legs, and almost hypnotic deep blue eyes. She was the star of the schools beach ball team and was fully aware of her beauty.

James loved his little sisters and had throughout their lives showered them with love and attention. But James had become aware of some new feelings towards his sisters. Feelings of lust and jealousy he was not proud of. Ashamed, James had started to distance himself from his sisters- working hard on repressing his feelings.

Laura, their mother, correctly interpreted this because she had been worried for a long time about how close her little girls were with their older brother. She had on more than one occasion found Jenney and Juliet in James’ bed after a thunderstorm or whenever they had been watching some scary movie they shouldn’t have that ended up giving them nightmares. As her daughters had started to blossom, she had noticed the look in James’ eyes when he didn’t think anyone was looking. So after Peter had sat James down and explained that college was out of the question she strongly suggested that James should move out and get a job A.S.A.P.

And so Jenney and Juliet started noticing boys as all little girls do at that age. It wasn’t long before Jenney had herself a boyfriend and Juliet followed suit. That’s when trouble entered James’ life. He had come to accept his feelings and the fact that they could never be anything more than that. He had come to accept his job and crummy apartment. But when Juliet came home and introduced her new boyfriend John… AGE 18, James had decided it was a good idea to object.

All hell broke loose. Juliet cried, their mother shouted, Jenney shouted, and dad just sat there. Apparently it didn’t matter that the guy was 18 and Juliet 12 because they loved each other. Turns out that Juliet had already introduced John and convinced the family that he was a standup guy. They had only been waiting for a chance to introduce him to James and now, when they had, James was left with an ultimatum: either accept things as they were or get out and don’t come back. James chose the latter and had since been excluded from all family activities.

Needless to say James was hurt and angry, and he took it out at work. Walls that needed to be knocked down met their end at James’ hands as he swung the sledgehammer and attacked with all his might. Heavy equipment found itself hefted up in the air and carried off with a grunt. In just a few days James’ ominous looks had men twice his size taking detours around the working place to avoid him.

And so James found himself in the basement of an old electronics store holding a jackhammer with the instructions to tear up the floor. He had been working for about an hour when the floor gave way and James, still holding the jackhammer, fell into darkness with an utterly surprised look on his face.

When James came to he found himself on a pile of debris that seemed to have been a desk and in a room with file cabinets, old computers, and an old movie projector all covered in dust and cobwebs. He stood up and was glad that no bones were broken, although he was bruised to hell and back. The light from above shone down on a file that had been tucked away in one of the now crushed drawers and the text “Mind Control experiment #5” jumped at him with big red letters.

The papers were all yellow and the ink was pale but still readable. James read with growing excitement as the full extent of his find dawned on him. The former owner of the store had, during the 70s, conducted research on the possibility to use an ordinary computer screen to reprogram people. James remembered his boss mentioning that the previous shop owner had bought some land and founded a community named Cherrywood or something like that.

The computer screen would show ordinary text that the subject would read but at the same time the screen would emit complicated patterns and colors that would seem like static. This would place the subject in a deep state of hypnosis that left the subject highly susceptible to suggestions. The researcher had even added pictures of successfully reprogrammed people and detailed highly erotic notes about what he had them do.

Steps above summoned James back to the present and he quickly stuffed the files under his shirt, turned around, and looked up just in time to see Pedro bend over the hole.                


The following weeks James went to work smiling and chatting with anyone and everyone. He soon became the center of attention as he would fire off witty remarks, hilarious jokes, and funny ass practical jokes. Those who had avoided him just the other week now took detours just to chat it up with him.

The cellar had been cleared out and the computers would have been scrap metal by now. But the foreman been so pleased James didn’t even want to hear the word lawsuit that, when James had asked if he could take the computers, the foreman had even given him the afternoon of to do it. Needless to say, James studied the files and old computers with zeal he never shown in school. For three months the lights in his apartment remained on well into the night as James read every book about computer programming he could find. He would tinker and experiment late into the night and spend hours on the internet… Not researching, masturbating- he had needs you know.

Finally, after three months of painstaking work, James was the proud owner of his very own personally-made App that incorporated the research from the files. It would have been finished in one month had he bothered checking the net for App-software. But then again James had never been called smart, diligent and hardworking yes, but never smart. All that remained now was a test run and James knew exactly who to “volunteer”.

Samantha and Ben Williams lived in the apartment next to James. They were good God-fearing folk that regularly volunteered at the local soup kitchen, they went to church every weekend, and even had bible class in their home. Yes, everyone loved and trusted Samantha and Ben. Everyone except James- as far as he was concerned, Samantha and Ben were hypocrites. How could there be a God when kids starved to death, old folk got robbed on the way home from the ATM, and little punk ass trash could walk up and shoot you as an initiation to some stupid ass gang without any consequences. They didn’t mind volunteering for a soup kitchen, surely they wouldn´t mind volunteering for this much more worthy cause.

Part 2


Samantha leapt up and kissed Ben as he was going to work. Samantha and Ben had been married for four years now and even though they had stopped with the flowers and passionately making love on the kitchen table, they still behaved in a lovey-dovey matter. She was just caressing the kitchen table, thinking to herself that it still was sturdy enough for another romp, when the doorbell rang.

“Did you forget something, honey?” Samantha said as she opened the door. But it wasn´t Ben; instead it was their neighbor, James, standing there with a big smile on his face. Samantha wasn’t too fond of James: the walls were thin and she could hear him at night pleasuring himself but, as a good Christian, Samantha believed in loving thy neighbor and that there were no lost causes.

“Hi Samantha,” he said, smiling in a way that started to creep Samantha out.

“I was just wondering if you could have a look at something I got on my cell phone. It’s a passage from the New Testament I can’t make heads or tails of,” he said as he lifted his cell phone to Samantha’s face.

“Sure,” she said grabbing the cell (which seemed to surprise him) and started reading. It wasn´t from the New Testament… in fact it wasn’t even from the Bible at all and what was that smell? Did he just fart?

James had almost shitted himself when Samantha took the cell. Luckily he had just farted, silent but deadly unfortunately. He had stood there for what felt like an eternity before he noticed that Samantha’s pupils were fully dilated. James carefully took the phone from her and snapped his fingers in front of her eyes. No reaction so he tried issuing his first command.

“Samantha, let m-me in,” he said nervously, would she snap out of it and raise hell or…

“Yes” she replied and moved aside letting James in.

“Close the door and lock it,” he said, hardly containing the euphoria of success that was fighting to overpower his self-control.

“Ahh! Fuck it,” James thought to himself and issued his third command. “Show me your breasts, get down on your knees, and give me a blowjob.”

She stood there for a second then her hands started unbuttoning her blouse slowly. All the time her almost blackened eyes stared at him. Had James not been so exited he would have been creeped-out but Samantha wasn´t wearing a bra and James had noticed from before that she had a perfect set of BOOBIES!!

James didn´t get to enjoy the view for long before Samantha stepped forward dropped to her knees and started unzipping his pants. Pants and underwear got pulled down and James’ cock sprung out and bounced up and down in excitement slapping Samantha on the forehead. She grabbed it with a firm grip and proceeded to give James his first blowjob. She started slowly at first, softly taking him all the way down to the root, wrapping her tongue around the now iron hard rod then speeding up- eventually deep-throating like there was no tomorrow. Ben had trained his wife well and, to tell the truth, Samantha hadn´t always been Christian. Way too soon James grunted and blew his load down her throat, holding her head and thrusting as far as he could down her throat.

The next couple of hours James spent just having sex in every possible way he could imagine. I´m not going into the details because James had some pretty twisted fetishes he had been dying to try. Let’s just say most of them involved potatoes and his piss going in or out of different orifices and leave it at that.

Ben hadn’t presented any problems when he got home. As soon as he stepped through the door Samantha had handed him the cell, claiming it was the funniest joke she ever read. After that, Ben and Samantha had themselves a slight adjustment regarding their religious beliefs and Christian morals; they were now all set for Bible school. When the entire class was assembled Ben announced that they were going to watch a short video before starting. James had, with Ben’s help, connected the cell to the computer and moved it into the living room. As soon as all the children had gathered around the computer (James stood behind the computer to be sure they were all watching) he pressed play and waited. All the children stared at the computer screen and it wasn’t long before their pupils dilated fully. James pressed stop, unplugged the cell, and spoke to the children.

“Listen, kids” he said and all the children fixed him with their now completely black eyes, startling James a bit (try seeing something creepy like that without flinching) before he continued.

 “Ben and Samantha are always right,” he said. “You trust them completely. Everything they say is obvious once they say it and not worth thinking about any further.”

The children stared, not saying or doing anything.

“Right kids? Do you understand?  Respond.” James commanded getting a low unison “yes” from the children.

“Good,” he said. “When I count to five you will wake up and not remember anything about what I just said. You will not remember looking at the computer nor will you be able to see or hear me. But you will obey my commands even though you won’t hear me, that goes for you two, too, Ben and Samantha”.

James had Ben carry out the computer and then he started counting. When he got to five every one sprung to life and Samantha welcomed everyone to Bible school.

“Today we are going to talk about God and the original sin,” said Samantha as the children listened, some with the bored face of someone who was only there because they have to be, others with that look only young believers had.

“In the beginning we were all naked because that’s how God wants it,” Samantha continued. Some giggles here and there went unnoticed. “But one day Adam and Eve were fooled by that evil no good bastard Lucifer.”

The children jolted in their seats. That’s not how the teacher usually spoke and it caught their attention, now all of them where listening attentively as Samantha continued. “They ate the forbidden fruit and became aware that they were naked. And they had become ashamed of it, thus they clothed themselves with leaves from the fig tree and hid themselves from God.”

Samantha made a dramatic pause before continuing. James had during this been sitting in a corner and snickering full of delight he knew what was coming next.

“And so,” Samantha continued “God, disappointed in man, casted him out of paradise. But there is a way for the children of Adam and Eve to one day return to paradise. And that way is by relinquishing our sin and to be what God intended us to be…. NAKED!!”

The bedroom door opened and a naked Ben came out with a powerful erection. Samantha started to undress in front of the bewildered children most of which had never seen even their parents naked.

“Don’t be alarmed,” Samantha said as she smiled at the children and cast aside her panties. “Being naked is a natural thing and it pleases God.” 

“B-but Mrs. Williams his penis is um...” one of the older girls said, blushing from top to bottom just as everyone else was.

“It’s okay sweetie, you can say cock,” Samantha replied. “There is nothing shameful about being naked. And if a man or boy were to have an erection then that’s also perfectly normal because it is a sign that God wants us to make babies in his name.”

The children relaxed noticeably as James’ suggestions did their job.

“Now then children,” said Ben. “Take off your clothes and gather around me and Mrs. Williams and we will show you how to do God’s will.”

The children stood up and started taking off their clothes, excitedly chattering and looking around at each other now that they were fully comfortable being naked in front of others. Samantha and Ben folded out the couch and proceeded showing the boys and girls where the penis was supposed to go and how to get the pussy nice and wet.

“Girls,” said Samantha. “Start rubbing yourself between your legs so that you are good and wet when it’s your turn”

“Are we going to make babies with Mr. Williams to?  But his is too big!” a redheaded girl said. Her creamy, pale skin and freckles caught James’ interest.

“Oh no no no, dear. You are way too small to handle my Ben,” Samantha said with a laugh. “You children pair up, but there are more girls than boys so once you cum let the next girl takeover.”

In the meantime James had called the redhead to the side and was now gently coaxing his dick inside the girl’s ass, using plenty of lube from Samantha’s private stash. He had tried her pussy but it had been too small so he had switched to anal while fingering her cunt for future use.

All the children were staring at Ben and Samantha as they went at it. The girls were soon all wet and glancing at the boys who had started masturbating. It didn´t take long before the apartment was filled with the sound of slapping meat and cries as hymens broke but nobody stopped, either because they were too excited or because it was God’s work (probably both).

James was whispering instructions to his new favorite toy as he picked up speed ramming his cock up her ass. Her name was Carry, she was 13 and as James cupped her small breasts and pinched her rock hard nipples he pumped her for information. Where she lived, what her parents’ schedule was and how many siblings she had. It came as quite the surprise when James realized that Carry’s dad was James’ boss and he made a mental note to find a way to exploit it while he shot a big load, filling up Carry’s ass with cum.

The alarm clock started ringing shortly after and Samantha and Ben ordered everyone in the showers to clean up. Sex erupted in the showers as well when one of the boys popped a boner and all the girls took it as a sign that God wanted more. Eventually they were all cleaned up and dressed because, as Samantha had explained to the children, “The rest of the world is not ready for such a profound truth and until such time comes when they are, we the chosen ones must keep it within the group.”

“But they could all make a contribution by convincing other children to join the Bible school,” James added.


James slept like a log that night, not a single drop of sperm left in him. Over the next couple of days James hardened his grip on Carry and encouraged Samantha and Ben to move away and start spreading the word somewhere else. The last thing James wanted was for them to get busted and have the police snooping around. So he ordered the children to keep their new practice a secret and, when they grew up, to seek out and join the Williams.

James now felt ready for the next step: his family. Peter who, against Laura’s wishes, had continued a fragmentary contact with his son, received a phone call from James asking him to come by as soon as possible. Slightly worried that it would be another verbal beating about how he didn´t stand up for his own son, Peter took his time before going to James’ apartment. But when he got there he was greeted by a smiling friendly James not the angry shouting James demanding this and that.

“Dad come in, sit down. How are you feeling these days?”  James said as he hugged his dad and led him to the kitchen.

“Fine James, what was it you wanted to talk about?” Peter asked confused but pleased that there wouldn’t be any shouting. Lately there had been a lot of shouting and Peter had never had the balls nor the guts for conflict. It was simply easier to be quiet and just go with the flow.

“Dad I’ve been thinking and I realized that it was wrong of me to try pushing you into doing something you don’t have the balls to do,” James calmly said.

“What fresh hell is this?” Peter thought to himself.

“However,” James continued “Wrong or not, you are going to help me set things in order back home. Especially now that I’ve got this.”

As James spoke he slid his cell phone over to Peter who thought “Shit shit shit!! He found the bestiality movies I made in college.”

Luckily that was not the case. Instead, it was some kind of text. Peter picked up the cell and started reading….

Sleepymaid sleepwalkersPeter was a happy man. He had a wonderful house, a submissive and obedient wife that never spoke unless spoken to, two wonderful daughters, and one hell of a son. Peter smiled as he looked over at his daughters playing with their older brother. Jenney was riding James’ cock, letting out yelps of excitement and pleasure, not stopping for a second because she was so determined to receive her brother’s seed. Juliet was hugging her brother´s head as he was licking her pussy. Soon she too would be able to take her brother inside her and not just up her butt.

Peter was so happy that he had managed to convince James to move back in, the girls had no objections sharing a room again and Laura… well she did as she was told. Peter was especially proud of James: no education and seemingly stuck at a dead end job, he had settled out of court after he had fallen into a hole or something and now he was set for life.

Yes, Peter was a lucky man he thought as he grunted and blew his thick load down Laura’s throat. 

END

*Image courtesy of sleepymaid*

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