Shadow Seed 1: The Misbegotten

by Richard M. Heredia

  Fuck!

  “What happened?” I tried to ask.

  “What the fuck do you think happened?” accused Ramona. “You fucking forced me to suck your cock until you blasted down my throat like a canon!” She was sitting up now, her arms crossed beneath her breasts, which were bare as well – large, round, pale globes with equally large round nipples. She didn’t bother to cover up. She was too incensed to care.

  “No,” I began. “How did it start?” I tried to keep my voice low, not wanting anger them anymore than I already had.

  Katie crossed her legs, resting her arms on her knees. “I was asleep and woke up making out with you.” She shrugged. To me, she seemed willing to put the whole thing behind her. Although, my cousin was fully clothed and, she hadn’t taken a load of cum to the back of the mouth either - she had less to complain about.

  “I was dreaming,” started Leda.

  We all turned her way. She didn’t look the least bit perturbed. Why, out of all of them, would she be the one to take the whole thing in stride? Wasn’t she the most indifferent one of the group? Shouldn’t it have bothered her the most, being coerced?

  “I don’t remember what I was dreaming about. I just remember it was hot and getting hotter,” she went on, sitting sideways along the edge of the bed. I was shocked to see she was nude, and yet, she didn’t seem to notice or mind. “I think I began to strip,” she added with a tilt of her head, one hand indicating her current state. No, she didn’t give a damn she was butt naked before us all. Her gorgeous body was on display for all of us to see. “And that’s when I woke-up and I was standing here watching the three of you, wanting very much to join.” She peered at me through the dark. Her eyes were big with comprehension. “I think, if you hadn’t woken up, Eff… I think I would’ve joined.”

  “Even though you were being compelled to do so?” asked my girlfriend, not buying what her long-time friend was selling.

  “I don’t think I care,” answered Leda, her voice small. “Not after what I did to him a few days ago…” She played with her hands in her naked lap. “I discovered too much,” she whispered, speaking to herself, but we all heard.

  “Well, I care,” countered Ramona, twisting toward me, her brows arched.

  “I do too,” added Sandy meekly, having found her top and just finished adjusting it over her ample bosom.

  I felt my heart sink again. “Sandy, I am sooo sorry! I never meant to hurt you,” I said in a rush.

  With eyes accustomed to the dark, I could see the moisture fill hers.

  “I would never hurt you intentionally. You know that, right?” I continued, feeling like an over-used condom, thinned-out and soggy with muck.

  She nodded, shrugging at the same time, clearly unable to discern how she felt about me. I felt so remorseful, I nearly choked with it. I was very afraid of losing the simple camaraderie I had with Sandy. It was an easy-going, unconditional sort of relationship, filled with innocent flirtations and lots of laughter. There was no way I wanted that diminished between us. No way. Something like that was too hard to find. I didn’t want to lose it now…

  “Sandy- ,” I started, but was cut off.

  “Don’t be so hard on him,” interrupted Tirza, the last person on earth I thought would defend me, especially in a situation like this. “You said so yourself, Ramona, Estefan will be extremely powerful as his ‘ability’ matures. He is bound to make some miscues or lose control now and again, right?” She finished by handing Leda the tight fitting top and bottoms she had been wearing when she had gone to bed earlier.

  Leda took them, mouthing “thank you”.

  Ramona harrumphed noisily, but said nothing.

  Katie approached me from behind and hugged me about the shoulders. I sighed with relief. She wasn’t mad at me, any more, at least. It was one thing to have Ramona mad at me, but my cousin was a whole different ballgame. “Is he stronger now, Mona?” she asked, squeezing me before she planted a chaste peck on the back of my head.

  My girlfriend clicked her tongue loudly. “What do you think, Kat? He just dangled me like a marionette and made me suck him off, all while he slept. I’d say he’s way stronger than before.”

  There were a few snickers, but no one said much else.

  “You just have to learn to control your Mutation, that’s all,” clarified Tirza, sitting near Leda, who had stood and began to quickly dress herself.

  I exhaled in resignation. “I hope I can.” My eyes drifted toward Sandy.

  She smiled back weakly; Tirza’s interjection into the conversation appeared to ease some of her ill feelings toward me.

  “You will, Effy. You are the smartest person I know,” encouraged Katie, kissing me on the top of my ear.

  I felt a surge of warm love explode outward from my chest. My hand strayed upward and covered my cousins’ wrists where they met above my chest. She was probably the first person I had truly cherished, and now, I was beginning to understand why.

  Ramona was gazing at us. I could see some of her anger begin to melt, thankful for Katie’s resolute words. I could see, as I have now for many years, Ramona’s respect for my cousin was deep. Even in those early days, my girlfriend had begun to rely on her opinion. It was, what I like to call, the mortar that kept her glued together. They would become a formidable team in the future.

  “Yeah, you’ll figure it out,” supplied Leda, nonchalantly as she sat down upon the bed once more.

  “…Or we’ll kick your ass,” added Ramona, the first light-hearted tones in her voice.

  “Yes, we will,” Tirza agreed. “It took every single ounce of strength I had to keep from crossing the room. If I hadn’t been awake, I think I would’ve come just like the rest of you.”

  “You were awake?” asked Sandy, more of her usual self on display.

  “Yeah.”

  I sat up a little straighter.

  “What was it like?” wondered Ramona.

  “It was a scent. A strong, pervasive smell that I couldn’t get away from, no matter what I tried,” answered my ex-girlfriend.

  “Like skunk spray?” queried Leda, a wicked gleam in her expression.

  We all laughed, trying to imagine getting horny off the nasty ass musk of a skunk.

  When the laughter abated, Leda cleared her throat. “Can I sleep with you guys?” she inquired, meekly.

  Katie, Ramona and I exchanged quick, nervous glances, unsure what we should do or say.

  “I would like to as well,” chimed Sandy. Her voice sounded so fragile, I thought it would shatter into a million pieces.

  That seemed to break the indecision. This was about much more than just my cousin, my girlfriend and me. It was about all of us. If that were the case, then we’d have to get over our inhibitions and give over some of the most intimate aspects of our nature. We knew we were much more than mere friends now.

  We were family.

  “Sure, all of you can sleep with us if you want,” replied Katie.

  In the end, only Tirza abstained, which didn’t surprise any of us. We all knew there were many things she still needed to work out - the slaughter of her family being foremost. There was no way any of us were going to pressure her into anything she wasn’t ready to accept.

  So, as a group, we asked her if she was okay. She nodded, a thin smile spread across her lips. It wasn’t one of complete approval, but it was one of acquiescence. She was past judgment. She wouldn’t fight what we would become, even if it meant she wasn’t going to be a full member.

  For now, she could live with it.

  She went to Katie’s bed and scrambled under the covers, while the rest of us piled onto one another, wiggling and snuggling until we were all comfortable. With arms and legs akimbo, interwoven and touching, we all fell into a dreamless sleep of pure bliss.

  None, more than me, for it was the first night – at least from a mental perspective – my Synod became distinct, became something tangible.

  The Aegis Synod, that protected me at all
times, had formed.

  ~~~~~~~~~~~~♦~~~~~~~~~~~~

  ~ Chapter 58 ~

  (Summer – 2018)

  Cause and Affect

  I woke the following morning with a start and found myself staring into the open eyes of Sandra Fernandez. She must’ve been awake for some time, because her eyes were clear of the typical nighttime detritus. Her russet hair was pulled back, tucked neatly behind her ears. Her copper-colored eyes didn’t move other than to inspect mine. Her forehead knitted slightly as she concentrated on the conscious me and no longer, the sleeping one.

  I smiled and she followed suit, but stayed silent, her orbs locked in place.

  I glanced around and saw we’d kicked off the blankets during the night. Probably because it was so warm, especially with some many bodies sleeping in the same bed. I felt sticky with old sweat, particularly in my nether regions after last nights’ escapade. Katie was straddling the lower half of my body, her head resting on my abdomen, turned to side, a decent trickle of drool pooling in my bellybutton – again. Ramona was spooning me, though she was doing more of the spooning than I was. I was lying more on my back, so her large tits were pushed up against my arm. One of her hands was slack upon my shoulder, her head next to mine. Leda was asleep on my girlfriends’ other side, spooning her as well, her hand lolling lazily around Ramona’s waist. We were all clothed, though I wasn’t wearing anything above the waist. I had shed that during the night too. The heat these girls generated was immense.

  “What time is it?” I whispered to Sandy, looking back at her, seeing the focused attention hadn’t changed. She was riveted to me it seemed.

  “It’s after eight in the morning,” she susurrated, simpering lips twisting.

  “Whoa!” I began a bit too loud and quickly lowered my voice. “Did my parents leave?” I was praying neither of them had come up and spied in bed with the girls. One girl would’ve been enough to give my mother a conniption fit, but four! Her heart would’ve burst right there and she’d have keeled over like a tree before a lumberjack.

  “They left about twenty minutes ago, making all kinds of racket like they were running around with their heads cut off,” she explained, her smirk deepening.

  I frowned. “That doesn’t make any sense.”

  “It does, if you’re running late.” Her face bloomed with a full-blown smile. “I think your little mess-up last night might’ve had a farther reach than we first thought.”

  I jerked my head back from her like she was about to spit a loogie in my face. “What? Why would you say that?”

  “You should’ve heard them giggling and messing around down there,” she replied, the chuckled into her hand. “I think your dad fucked the shit out of your mom last night.”

  My face curled around disgust, like I’d tasted something bad. “Oh god, Sandy, you really think I’m that potent?”

  She nodded.

  “Crap, I hope I didn’t affect my brothers and sisters, because that would be…” I was lost for words.

  She grimaced then, her lips curling. “Eewww, now that you mention it, it sounds kinda gross.”

  “Kinda is like totally the wrong word,” was all I had to weigh in the matter.

  “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” she concluded, trying to be cavalier for my sake. It didn’t work. The thought of Flavia and Jolene going down on one another just didn’t sit right with me. I mean, it was one thing if the two had a crush on one another or wanted to fulfill some wicked fantasy, but to be forced and by me! Well, that was just plain nasty. And what about Johan, alone in his room, wondering why he was frantically stroking his rod in the dead of night when he should be asleep. Naw man, it was too fucked up to think about for any length of time. I sure hope things hadn’t devolved to such a deplorable degree overnight. How could I live with myself? Knowing I’d turned my family into a bunch of sexual deviants was horrible. I’d be stuck in confession for like two decades! Fuck!

  “You look like you’ve seen your own ghost,” commented Sandy, shattering my debauched reverie.

  “If what we think is true, really happened, then I might want to be a ghost,” I said through a constricting throat. Where had all my spit gone?

  “It’s not all that bad, Effy. Don’t worry about it too much.” It was solace she was attempting to convey, but it fell like stone in my ears. It almost hurt.

  I glared at her, indignant. “It sure seemed to bother you last night.”

  Her face became serious. “It did, but as time has passed, I kept thinking about Tirza said. If she could be so accepting, then why can’t I. She doesn’t even want to sleep with you. I do. She’s not ready for whatever this is,” she went on, motioning to the others sleeping about us. “I am.

  “I know she cares for you, but she’s not ready for intimacy. I am.” Her smile returned. “Leda has been right along, you know.”

  “She’s right about what?” I asked, allowing my expression to ease.

  “That I want you, and have for a long time.” She uttered it like she was telling me about the weather and not something as monumentous as revealing her innermost desire. “But, I’m not a bitch. I would never hurt Ramona like that. Still, it didn’t change what I felt inside…” She inhaled hugely and exhaled slow and long. “So, if Tirza could be cleared headed about all of it, then so should I. After all, now that I can have you, why worry. It would be stupid – a stupid, immature double-standard. And, to me, it doesn’t seem like the right time for stuff like that.”

  I sighed, and then felt Ramona stir. I held my breath and I patted her back to sleep. Since my parents had already left, there was no reason to wake her. She should sleep in, if it was something her body needed.

  “Well just the same, Sandy, I am sorry.”

  She didn’t reply. Rather, she stretched her neck, bringing herself closer to me and kissed me on the lips – a delicate, light kiss, feeling more like butterfly wings than the lips of a teenage girl.

  “Ooo, can I have some too,” came a voice down around my stomach, hoarse, but subdued. Sometimes, in the morning, Katie’s voice sounded just like Kathleen Turners’¹ - husky, rich, and undeniably sexy.

  Sandy and I swiveled to peer in her direction.

  “Of course,” answered Sandy.

  I shook my head slowly from side to side.

  Then, Katie surprised us both. “Ah gross!” She had seen the puddle of spit she had deposited, drowning my belly button. “If that’s not the absolute worst body-shot I have ever seen, then I don’t what is.” Before either of us could respond, she slid off the bottom of the bed and ran to the bathroom on the tips of her toes.

  Sandy and I wrinkled our noses in her wake. It was, after all, pretty gnarly.

  Katie came back with a wad of toilet paper in her hand and quickly blotted up her saliva. She skipped back to the bathroom, waving at Tirza, who had just sat up, groggy and sullen, but managed a thin smile and a half-hearted wave back.

  The combination of movement and mental activity reached a breaking point and both Ramona and Leda grumbled in their sleep, changing position, their eyes blinking away their dreams.

  “Hey, Babe,” I said to my girlfriend, my voice upbeat with cheer and bent down to kiss her.

  She promptly kissed me back, smacking her lips loudly – a thing she always did. Our first kiss of the day had to be a loud, sloppy one.

  I was leaning forward, still over Ramona when I glanced up and saw Leda was no more than a foot away. I could see the longing in her eyes, which fired my bravado. I made myself lean even farther, closer to her.

  She caught on immediately and came forward as well, our lips meeting over my girlfriend. She soft, thin lips felt like tissue paper beneath mine. It was a sensual kiss, but short lived, because we were in an ungainly position.

  I sat back on my haunches and saw my cousin on all-fours by my feet. My smile was huge. It was open invitation. She squealed with delight and quickly scrambled up my body to give me a whopper of a smooch. Her hands cupp
ed my ears, my hands clutching at her hips. I was in heaven, and so was my Johnson, who had promptly gone from hibernation to full attention in the span of seconds. Katie felt me grow, fill, and she rocked her hips in quick succession to let me know she had noticed “him” and was her way of saying good morning to “him” and much as me.

  “God, Katie, you’re such a bad girl,” crooned Ramona, pulling my cousin from me. For a moment, I thought the mood had shattered and something bad was about to happen, but nothing of the sort transpired.

  My girlfriend simply brought Katie into her arms and kissed her like she had kissed me half a minute ago. My cousin melted like butter in her arms, and seemed to savor every ounce of Ramona’s affection.

  I was breathless. Sandy was breathing like she’d run a marathon. Leda was biting her lip, nothing but lust in her eyes.

  The two girls came apart and exploded with laughter, which was probably a good thing, because if they’d kept on mere heartbeats longer, Tirza might’ve been witness to her first orgy. There was no doubt in my mind, we would’ve ripped our clothes off, and dick and pussy would’ve been flying everywhere. Ah, to be young again!

  “Come on, bitches, let’s go wash up,” urged Leda after the initial joy of our new group’s formation had subsided. Within a few blinks of an eye, they were gone from the bed. All four of them chattering and giggling as they made their way to the bathroom.

  I smiled after them, but when they disappeared through the threshold of the smaller room, my eyes fell to Tirza. She hadn’t moved from her position on the bed, her face stricken, wan. My grin faltered as her gaze found mine. I could see she was struggling, quite mightily, with what she had just seen.

  “Hey,” I waved lamely, “Mornin’.”

  She stared at me for only a short time. Then, she shook her head and let her head fall as her knees came up, her arms encircling her legs.