The lights went out for Jason. He had leaned down to hug his splayed out girlfriend when she attacked like an alien face hugger. Before he realized what was happening his head and shoulders were inside her and her legs were clamped around his back. He reared back, barking in surprise. Rebecca was relentless in continuing her assault. He could feel her lips drawing closed over his back. He’d known that she could be single minded and extremely driven, but never like this.
Jason held his breath for as long as he could in the darkness. He pushed back against Rebecca, pressed out on her constraining flesh, but it stretched like rubber. As soon as any pressure applied was let up she sprang back tighter than before. Jason’s heart started beating like jackhammer.
This was definitely outside his comfort zone. He felt a pressure from above as Rebecca forced more him into her. She must have started pushing on the ceiling he reasoned. He struggled harder to free himself to no avail. All he accomplished was to sap the oxygen from his lungs. He exhaled explosively and tried to take a breath only to inhale the same rancid air he’d just expelled plus a bit of lubrication. Jason truly started to panic. He tried to breathe again, with similar results.
Jason’s body started reacting to the danger. Jason’s muscles twitched and bulged. They rapidly increased in size as he grew oxygen starved. Jason’s animal instincts took over as his conscious mind began to slip away. His arms were bound tight across his chest as Rebecca clamped down on him. Jason tried in vain one last time to get some clean air. Then he just became a passenger in his body.
With a mighty cry, animal Jason strained against his prison. He threw his arms open. The resistance and elasticity of Rebecca’s vagina was impressive, but the magnitude of and speed with which the force was applied from Jason’s oversized arms proved too much for the elasticity of Rebecca’s flesh to handle. Rebecca’s body gave way before Jason’s unyielding force. Light pierced the smothering darkness and sweet oxygen flooded into his lungs. He was free.
No longer constrained, Jason fell to his knees, chest heaving in the middle of his room. His tunnel vision receded and muscles relaxed. He started to shrink. The danger was over. Now was time to recuperate.
David was watching the figure on the hilltop in the park. He was sure that David and Rebecca wouldn’t be going anywhere soon, and this new watcher concerned him greatly. It was pretty dull, and David kept finding his mind wandering back to the confusing images scenes he’d witness earlier. Suddenly the person on the hilltop recoiled from their camera as if in shock.
Not wasting an instant, David swung his aim back to Rebecca and Jason’s apartment. What he saw now completely blew everything that had come before out of the water. Rebecca seemed to be riding Jason’s lower half. Her body was stretched obscenely wide with bulges pushing out in seemingly random places.
At first David didn’t comprehend what he was seeing. His brain couldn’t process it in a way that made any sense. He was too dumbfounded to even press the shutter button on his camera to document it.
The monster reached up and started lurching around the small room. David couldn’t look away. He now recognized that Rebecca was somehow eating Jason with her cunt which somehow stretched up to near her neck. Part of him regretted having looked away to watch the other watcher, but the greater part of him wished he had never looked back. It was too late now. He couldn’t not watch.
David pressed the shutter button on his camera. The whir of the motor moving the mirror and the clicks of the shutter accompanied a scene that almost made him throw up. As he watched, Rebecca bulged like a small bomb had gone off inside her. Jason’s legs had near tripled in size. He must have been doing what the cashier at the store had described as ‘hulking out’. Two large bulges grew near instantly from Rebecca’s sides and her head started thrashing. David couldn’t imagine how she could be in anything except pain, but her expression was anything but; at least for as long as he could see it.
Rebecca‘s body lost the fight to contain Jason. She ripped up the middle. Her vagina spread past its limits and came apart at the top and bottom. Once integrity had been lost her flesh parted like a stretched balloon before a pair of scissors. It ran up her neck, bisected her head, and then she was gone out either side of the frame.
David turned away from the camera and retched. He released the shutter button. The last image he caught was Jason’s herculean form slumping to its knees.
It was a couple of minutes before Jason realized what he had done. What had happened to Rebecca? Jason’s head snapped up. He looked around the room quickly. He found Rebecca’s halves at opposite ends of the room. She had split vertically from her vulva to the top of her head.
“Oh my god! Rebecca!” he cried. Rebecca’s halves feebly moved. “Oh shit. Oh shit shit shit,” Jason said as he got a little unsteadily to his feet. He got one half of Rebecca and put it on the bed. Her one eye was rolling around while her arm and leg jerked and twitched. “I’m sorry Rebecca. Please be okay,” he pleaded.
Jason rushed to the other side of the room and got Rebecca’s other half. It was in a similar state to her first half. Her chest was still rising and falling so she was breathing, but her sides were out of synch with each other. Jason leaned over top of her. Her lips on both sides were moving independently of each other, though neither side made any noise other than a moan.
“I hope this works,” Jason said. He put a hand on the outside of the halves of Rebecca’s head. Jason pushed the halves together. Almost instantly her both her eyes locked on his. Her lips lined up and the line separating the halves of her face and head disappeared.
“What just happened?” she asked.
“Thank god, you’re okay.” Jason said. He moved down her body, pushing its halves together.
“I think I’m okay. I’m not sure.” Rebecca replied. She brought her hands to her head. “What the hell happened? The last thing I remember properly was trying to use you as a dildo.”
Jason finished attaching Rebecca’s halves. As he restored her vagina to its normal size he explained. “You had me trapped. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t control myself and grew, like I did that night at Dana’s. When that happened I lost control and ripped my way free.”
“You were in two halves. I didn’t know if you were hurt or not. I’m so sorry Rebecca,” Jason apologized again. “I just hoped that if I put you back together you’d be alright.”
Rebecca sat up on the edge of bed. “I am, I think.” She closed her eyes. “It’s like I have two memories in my head. I don’t know which one is right. I should be apologizing to you. I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry.”
“I was just so horny, I didn’t know what I was doing,” she continued. “I think… Did I rape you?”
“Let’s not throw around the R word,” Jason hastily said. “Maybe according to the textbook definition you did, but I don’t feel I was.”
Rebecca nodded, but her eyes were distant.
Jason silently cursed. That was exactly the wrong thing to say. He’d backhandedly confirmed her fear. “I forgive you. I love you Rebecca. You mean the world to me,” he reassured her. “We just have to be careful not to get carried away. Remember when it happened to me? Remember when I fucked you to pieces?”
“Yeah,” Rebecca replied. Her eyes were getting moist.
“It can happen to anyone,” Jason said. “People lose control all the time.”
Rebecca turned to him as tears started to flow. “Most people can stop before things go too far. I couldn’t.” She paused. She didn’t sob, didn’t blubber, but she was being torn apart emotionally. “I don’t want to hurt anyone Jason, much less you.”
“Hey. It’s alright,” Jason reassured her. “I’m alright.” Jason wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her tight for a few minutes. Rebecca sniffled and returned the hug, still crying. “I was worried about you,” Jason continued after a bit, “I think you got it worse than me. I’m scared when I lose control like that, and I’m much more capable of hurting people than you.”
“I guess you’re right.” Rebecca seemed mollified to an extent. She dabbed at her eyes.
Jason released her from the hug and looked her in the face. In a serious tone he said, “Rebecca, I love you and everything that you are. I’m willing to put up with the occasional slight transgression if you’ll do the same for me.”
Rebecca nodded. “I’ll do the same, but you might have to revisit your definition of slight,” she said with a weak smile on her tear streaked face. Her eyes were red, but new tears weren’t coming.
Jason grinned back. He took a deep breath and remained silent, just looking at Rebecca while she collected herself. After a few moments she asked, “What is it?”
Jason shook his head. “Nothing, you’re just amazing.”
Rebecca smiled back. “You are too. Hug?”
“Promise not to try and swallow me alive?” Jason retorted.
Rebecca scoffed. “I promise not to shove you up my cunt. Jackass.”
“Alright.” Jason said and enfolded her in his arms. Rebecca did the same to him.
“Hey Jason,” she murmured.
“Mmm?”
“I kinda just birthed you. Who’s your mommy now?” she teased.
“Most violent C-section ever.” Jason retorted. Rebecca barked a laugh.
They snuggled for a bit before a pounding on the door to the apartment roused them.
“Who the hell is that?” Jason asked.
“I don’t know, but it sounds urgent,” Rebecca said as a second round of pounding started. “Get something on and go check.”
“Alright,” Jason agreed and rolled off the bed. “Alright.” he said again louder as the pounding started once more. He pulled up his boxer briefs and headed to the apartment door, closing the bedroom door behind him. Rebecca blew him a kiss before the door closed, then quickly started gathering her clothes and dressing.
The pounding started for a fourth time when Jason reached the door. He undid the bolt and threw the door open. “What the fuck!?” he demanded. The detective from Dana’s place stood in the doorway before him.
Detective Branson pushed his way into the apartment, forcing Jason back as he did so. The door closed solidly behind him. “I don’t know what the fuck is going on with you two,” he began, “but you guys have trouble ahead.”
“Is that a camera?” Jason asked, spying the equipment bag.
“Yes. I was surveilling you two,” the detective said. He pushed Jason back into the room, giving Jason a shove towards the couch, forcing him to sit down as he backed into it. Jason was about to say something but the detective talked over him. “You two are in for trouble. Yes I took pictures. You two had better fucking learn to draw the drapes or pull the blinds or something.”
“You got pictures of us?” Jason asked. “Just now?”
Detective Branson nodded. “For the last hour, yes. Yes I saw things that nobody should see. What are you? What the fuck is going on?”
Jason shook his head. “You wouldn’t believe us if we told you, detective.”
“I don’t care,” David answered. “You guys can do whatever the hell you want to each other, as long as nobody gets hurt.” David looked intently at Jason. “I guess I know what happened to the two people at the store and the one in the apartment now.”
“I guess you do,” Jason said. He weighed his options. This could potentially destroy their lives. Could he and Rebecca risk this exposure? Would the detective be on their side? The simple fact that he was here talking to them was a good sign. Should they disappear? Could they make the detective disappear? Jason quickly discarded the last one, a little shocked with himself that he had even thought it.
“You.” The detective pointed to Jason. “You lied to me the other day. I don’t like being lied to. How did you do that? What happened to Rebecca? How did she do what I saw? Is she dead too?”
“I’m fine Detective,” Rebecca said from the bedroom doorway. “The question is what will you do with the knowledge you have gained here today?” She had been listening to the exchange as she dressed. “…and the photos,” she added.
“Nothing.” David said. “Bad things will happen if I push this. The two victims in the store have disappeared. The last one is damaged too badly for normal you,” he pointedly looked at Jason again, “to have caused it. The photos will be deleted.”
“So where does that leave us?” Jason asked.
“Free from me, but you’ve got bigger issues,” the detective warned. “I wasn’t the only one taking pictures out there. The other person seemed to be taking notes.”
Rebecca looked at Jason. She decided to play it dumb. “Somebody else was spying on us?” she asked.
David looked from Rebecca to Jason and back again. His eyes narrowed. They knew more than they were telling him. “Don’t play me,” he warned. “I’ll find out anyway what’s going on. I’m good at it. It just may take me a little longer. You guys are not that good at keeping secrets.”
Jason glanced at the phone quickly. Rebecca nodded. “Detective, I apologise,” Rebecca said. “We do know more that we’re telling you.” Jason picked up the phone and started scrolling through the list of saved numbers.
David smirked, satisfied that his instincts had once again proved correct. “Call me David. It feels like I’ll be stepping into a shit storm with you two. We may as well be on a first name basis.”
Rebecca snorted at the crassness. “A shit storm indeed, though not just with us. We’ll put you on the phone with someone who can explain it all to you better than we can.”
“What do you think of him?” Robert asked Carmella after they hung up the phone.
Carmella pursed her lips. “The detective? He seems sharp, and I trust Rebecca’s instincts.”
Robert nodded. “Yeah, she’s pretty level headed.”
“I also feel good that he spoke to them before anyone else,” Carmella continued.
Again, Roberts nodded. “Anyone affiliated with them would definitely not let themselves be known. That was driven into out skulls pretty hard, although the rules of non-interference seem to have changed pretty drastically lately.”
“Mmm…” Carmella agreed, “Probably Hazel’s doing.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised,” Robert said, nodding again.
“Rebecca I trust to consider most things before acting,” Carmella said confidently. “I’m pretty sure we can trust her decision. Dana though…”
Robert grimaced. “Yeah. I don’t know what to think of her ‘boyfriend’. He seems nice, but I think he’s hiding something.”
Carmella sighed. “True. She seems to make more than her share of bad decision. I guess there’s one in every family, right?”
Robert snorted. “She is far from the worst I’ve seen.”
“I guess that’s one thing to be thankful for.” Carmella said with a half-smile.
“She’s going to make mistakes.” Robert reassured Carmella. “She’s a young adult. Everyone goes through that phase. You’ve got to give up the leash.”
“I know, but it’s hard with her. She seems so unready.” Carmella admitted. “The stakes are also much higher now than they were before.”
“No they’re not,” Robert said. “You’re just aware of them now, and can better deal with any breaches that occur.”
“That’s true,” Carmella agreed. “I can’t help it, I just don’t like dealing with unknowns.”
“Tell me about it,” Robert said dryly. “I had to be very careful when giving you updates on the progress of the air excavator. I couldn’t reveal too much, but had to give enough to prevent you questioning things. It was exhausting.”
“Actually, speaking of that; has there been any interest in it as a product?” Robert inquired.
Carmella smiled. That was one thing that was going well at least. “We’ve been approached by a few organizations. There’s a lot of interest but something concrete is required. I think we should partner with a smaller project, build a few more pumps for them to use. Maybe in a year or two we can reel in a big fish.”
“That’s great,” Robert said. “It’s nice to see things turning out alright.”
“Yeah,” Carmella agreed. “It is nice. Don’t jinx it.”