AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = JAX@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
I'm a nerd, always have been and always will be. That doesn't mean that I don't like girls, of course I do, but I've no chance of getting any of the good-looking ones. The only girl I have ever talked to is my sister Sally. Sally is everything any boy could want -- pretty with lovely long bouncy hair, big firm tits and long legs -- but she's my sister.
I'm happiest when I can potter about in one of the school's labs; the sport master has given up on me, so I have lots more spare time to experiment on my twin passions of Physics and Chemistry. I love the symmetry of the equation and the beauty of the molecule.
Being a nerd has its advantages though, for I will command a high paying job when I finish my education, but for now, what I want is sex. I realised that if I was going to get any, I would have to force things along myself. I spend hours reading articles published on the Internet and I have ruled out any research on pheromones or love potions and such; too many people working on them already with too little to show for their efforts. What does grab my attention is the way some fowl, geese for example, imprint on their parents or any other image for that matter, as soon as they emerge from their egg. If I could reproduce this effect in a full-grown human, I could be on to something. I found some research that has identified that part of the goose's brain where all this activity is taking place and I theorise that if I can stimulate the same area in the human brain, during a period of minimum activity, something interesting might happen.
I experiment with the lab's rats, stimulating their brains by inserting electrodes into them and it seems to work, but who can tell what goes on in a rat's brain. What I want is a non-invasive method; I can't go around sticking electrodes into a girl's head. I try using crossbeams of low energy electrons to target the area and that seems to work on the family cat. When it awoke from the anaesthetic it followed me about for days. Not conclusive, I know, but still encouraging. My procedure is, I believe, totally harmless and only involves a very small amount of radio energy, no more than say using a mobile phone, to stimulate a very small but redundant part of the brain. Without the use of a CAT scanner, my beams will have to be broader than I would have liked to guarantee hitting the right place within the brain.
What I need now is a human -- preferably female -- volunteer; the only female I know is my sister Sally. Mum and Dad have decided to go away for the weekend and left me in charge. A perfect opportunity for me to try out my new equipment. Sally has decided to go to bed early mainly because she has a late night party to go to on Saturday. The sleeping pill in her drink makes sure she is out cold. I spend some time attaching the electrodes to her head, making sure that each pair is lined up accurately and then attach my laptop to monitor the procedure.
While my computer program runs, I take the time to pull back her sheet and study her sleeping body. She is only wearing a thin T-shirt that barely covers her knickers; her naked legs look magnificent and her braless tits rise and fall invitingly with each breath. Soon the computer bleeps to tell me it has finished, so all I can do now is to remove all my apparatus and wait till she wakes, and make sure I am the first thing she sees.
At seven thirty in the morning, I watch her as she stirs.
"Oh my head... what are you doing here?" she asks as she opens her eyes and sees me.
"You were making lots of noise," I answer with the prepared reply. "I just came in to see if you were all right."
"Oh thanks, I got a bit of a headache. Could you get me an aspirin, please?"
"Sure sis, won't be a minute." So far so good I thought. On returning to her room I give her the aspirin and a glass of water. "You just rest for awhile," I say, "I'm going back to bed." In truth I was knackered, for I had been up all night waiting for her to wake.
I sleep till midday then get up to see if there are any changes to her behaviour. It seems every time I turn around she is there smiling at me.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"Sure, why?" she says.
"Is your headache okay now?" I ask.
"Oh yes, completely gone thanks to you." With that she kisses me on the forehead.
"What's that for?" I ask.
"That's for being my brother and I love you," she replies with a smile. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Well, the mind boggles at the things I would like her to do for me, but all I say is, "I would love a cup of tea."
"Sure, one cup of tea coming up," she replies. As I drink my tea she sits on the sofa next to me with her head on my shoulder. "Was that nice?" she asks.
"Smashing sis," I reply.
"Is there anything else you would like?" she says with a big smile.
Well, it was time to be a bit more daring and to see what she will actually do.
"Sis, do me a favour and put on your new two piece swimming costume for me. I've not seen you in it yet," I explain, "and I'm sure you look really nice." I hold my breath and wait for the explosion.
"Do you think so, it's a bit daring. I'm not sure I could wear it in mixed company," she says. A few weeks earlier she had held the costume up in front of us for Mum and me to comment on, but as yet I hadn't seen her wear it.
"Please," I ask.
"Okay, be down soon," she says running upstairs. I waited nervously for a few minutes, then down the stairs comes this vision of loveliness. "What do you think?" she asks, turning full circle.
"Oh my," is all I could say at first.
The top is very small and push her generously sized tits up nicely so they almost spill out, while the bottoms are cut high on the thigh.
"Do you really like it?" she asks.
"Oh my sis, you look very sexy, but surely you would go topless on the beach," I say, pushing again.
"Oh, I don't know. I don't think I would have the nerve," she says shyly.
"Sis, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Believe me, you are beautiful."
"Thank you brother," she says and sits on my lap and hugs me. "Yes, I can see how sexy you think I am," she giggles. "I can feel something hard."
All this naked flesh is getting to me and my hard cock is painful, confined inside my trousers.
"Well, are you going to go topless then," I prompt.
"Yeah, why not," she says, reaching behind and unclipping her bra strap.
"Oh my," I utter, her naked tits appearing before my eyes.
"What do you think then, brother?" she asks, her voice sounding thick.
"Beautiful, just beautiful," is all I could utter.
"They're nice and firm. Do you want to feel?" she whispers
My hands reach up and cup each breast in turn.
"Nice, very nice, sis. I reply, my voice now also thick with lust.
"Don't stop please," she begs. I squeeze and fondle her tits some more till she slides off my lap and hastily removes her suit bottom. "Please brother," she begs, grabbing hold of my hand and pulling it between her legs, "touch me just there... oh, that's right," she says as my fingers find the spot. Within minutes her body is the throws of an orgasm. "Oh my," she says, "that was magic. Now your turn."
She unzips me, releasing my hard cock from my trousers, then manoeuvres herself to engulfing it between her tits. "There brother, you can cum all over me," she coos, so I do. "I love you brother," she says. "Anything you want, anything at all, you let me know, OK? Now I'm going to have a shower."
She gets up and heads for the stairs. I watch her naked body all the way till she is out of sight.
No doubt about it, it was a success. I don't know how long the conditioning will last, not long I suspect if my experiment with the cat is anything to go by. The human brain is much more advanced than that of a goose or cat; her higher brain functions will eventually override my programmed stimulation. But for now I'm just going to enjoy it. I'm going to share the shower with my sexy sister.
In fact, the effects wear off quicker than I thought. In about eighteen hours I notice a change in her. She becomes less enthusiastic in doing my bidding, but by then we have done everything possible, which included long sessions in front of my digital camera. I've posed her dressed, semi-dressed, naked and lastly with her legs spread wide, with all sorts of items disappearing inside her wet pussy, including some stiff parts of my anatomy.
Women's brains are complex things however. They're a bit like friction, if you remember your physics. Once two objects have become unstuck, they will move more freely and use less energy than it took to make them move in the first place. The fact that we have fucked and sucked and everything together, means it's easier to carry on doing those things. Also, the fact that I have a hundred or so very naughty pictures of her doing these acts, makes sure that she will never say 'No' to any of my requests in the future.
THE END
