“And we have been so nice to you!” Anna chided, pushing me over. It was dismissive, my words barely making a dent in her ego. Meanwhile, Layla, reclining like a despondent queen, narrowed her gaze at me, watching my face closely.
I couldn’t help it. The images played on a repeat, one after the other, my eyes on her, focused with all my might, until she appeared again. Alex, my sister, sat smiling with her legs crossed, innocent to all of this, happy until the magic began. I couldn’t watch from then on, but every time she appeared on screen, along with the smile, my eyes twitched in her direction.
“Alex calls me a cunt too.” I sat stock still, physically ill, my attempts to distract having failed, a few tears forming in my face. “Yeah, I know your sister. You see, Mark might be a failed honour student, but Alex is the real thing. Mark is the lovey-dovey ‘cant we all get along’ type, but Alex, Alex is a little deer, the kind of class pet that gets everything without even asking for it. And she uses it to be a cunt..”
Layla stood, dusting herself off, before leaning in. I was trying to say something, anything, but the words just failed, and not through fear. They were stopping me, using that thing to steal them from my mouth. It was like trying to punch in a dream, made worse by the tears dribbling off my face.
“Yeah, He has a fucking sister! Oh fuck, why don't we merge them together, or fucking turn them into my new tits!”
I had no idea who that was, but it didn’t matter. The girls were getting in close to her, eating up her words, arms touching her, excited at her idea. At one point Haley put a kiss on her lips, the two connecting. Michelle even put one of Layla’s hands on her breasts, moaned, melting into her arms. It was bizarre, but a second later a renewed Layla emerged from the embrace, sighing as she continued.
I babbled, trying to plea that she punish me instead, but my words continued to fail. “I don't care. Girlies, what is Alex up to right now?”
My ears rung. I was no longer listening, no longer in the room mentally, my willpower broken. They started discussing my sister, started plotting her arrival, but I couldn’t hear the details. They were going to use the machine to bring her here, and then let ‘the mood take them’. A moment later, I was watching my sister pop into the hallway I was just in, confused, looking for an escape.
I wanted to die. They were plotting my stay in hell, and there wasn’t anything I could do about it. I thought that there was a chance that they overlooked something, that they allowed me some secret way to just kill myself properly, but I didn’t have anything. I held my breath, one last effort to end it all, but then it skipped, like a sneeze, and a moment later I was breathing again.
“Here she comes!” Layla was stood up, watching the door with a victorious smile, her outfit dishevelled. Hayley really must have been horny, her hands still exploring Layla, pushing her top down to cop a feel. As the door swung open the girls squealed with glee, and I got one last look at my sister.
“Mark?” My sister was dressed for bed, standing in the doorway with a puzzled expression. She looked around the room, recoiling back into the hallway, hands rising defensively. “What… what are you cunts doing with my brother? The fuck am I?”
Whoops, cheers, and the feeling of my heart sinking from my chest. Their control lapsed, I sprung to my feet, and screamed “Fucking run!” She saw it, the fear painted on my face, but she was too kind for her own good. She reached for me, moving into the room, and as we embraced the force pulled us onto the floor. More whoops, more cheers, and now my sister was trying to shield me from them. Layla swatted her hand, and when Alex lunged she too hit the unseen rubber wall.
“Oh it's good to see you sis. How have you been?” Layla stroked her cheek, and panic rippled on Alex’s face, as she realised she could do nothing. “There is a small part of me that wants to do some heinous shit to you. I mean downright evil. Last time I was in this position I swapped bodies, and turned the old me into a pig. Even ate my own sausages.”
“Come on Layla, be nice!” Anna exposed Layla’s nipple, if oonly to suckle on it. “Alex is our guest, let’s stick to the original plan. I want a merge, and I want Alex to Merge…”