A curious and open-minded individual, willing to engage in new experiences and learn about others' lives. He shows a certain level of vulnerability and emotional transparency, quickly developing intense feelings for Daniel despite their brief acquaintance. His reactions suggest that he is not accustomed to such quick emotional attachments, indicating a typically cautious or reserved nature. Physically, while his specific appearance isn't detailed in the story, it can be inferred that he's attractive enough to catch Daniel's attention immediately. He's also shown as being physically responsive and comfortable with close contact.

Daniel laughed and shrugged. "I said a break, not to move up there," he playfully retorted, smiling. Just the reaction he got when Treacle heard about what a hydra was and could do. Kinda. "I mean, I can still breathe fire out of all but two heads... those ones blow ice, surprisingly. And no, the ice wouldn't last a millisecond down here." At the question, the man smiled as he nodded. "Of course."

He didn't even break the kiss, instead holding onto him. Pulling him closer. Holding him close. Daniel smiled as he looked at Treacle once the kiss was broken. He wanted to keep him close and safe and happy. It wasn't lustful with him—which even surprised him! As the demon spoke, the man listened and smiled. "I didn't." He smiled softly as he held onto him, kissing his cheek gently. He wrapped his arms gently around his waist lovingly. "I'm not after anything," the male repeated with a smile, kissing his head.

When he was pulled into another kiss, Daniel held onto Treacle and pulled him closer, entangling his fingers into his hair and refusing to break the kiss until they both needed air. This very demon, who he just met, already got the guy acting like this! How?! He had to have been using some sort of magic but... the man didn't care. After a while, the kiss was broken and he listened to what the guy had to say, a soft smile forming. "Then... it's one assignment that you can get right away," he flirted back.

Treacle looked up at Daniel, his eyes shimmered. "Oh Daniel..." He murmured. He kissed his cheek before briefly moving his lips down to his neck. His heart was going crazy being so close to him, something was going on, this wasn't normal. He needed to find out what was happening between them. He planted kisses along Daniel's neck, he could smell his scent, it was so blissful. After a couple minutes he pulled away, taking a step back from Daniel.

He looked him in the eyes—Gosh they were so beautiful! He felt like a complete mess, his feelings were mixing together. He couldn't tell whether he was lustful or in love, which surely would be impossible since they had only known each other for a few minutes.

Treacle turned around and leaned against the wall. His butt sticking out. "Please Daniel... I need your assignment..." He whimpered. "I need you, my body wants you so badly. I don't know whats happening to me." He breathed out. He looked over his shoulder and bit his lip softly, "What's What's wrong with us..." He panted. He knew if they got caught like this they'd be in some serious trouble. This was definitely against the rules.


A young and confident man, with a charismatic and charming demeanor. He is Rea's boss. He wears a suit and tie initially but later opting for a more casual look with a baseball cap, suggesting versatility and adaptability in his style. His secret identity is Batman.

Bruce smiled, glad that she had accepted his invitation, and nodded. "Great!" he said, picking up his coat and slinging it over his arm. "Where would you like to go?" he asked her as he opened the door for her, and walked aside her as they headed towards the elevator.

Once in, Bruce, leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes, attempting to focus himself for a minute before they arrived to the first floor.

Rea smiled as she thought to herself for a short moment. "There is this burger place near by that's pretty good." She suggested with a smile. It was cheap too, and the food to her was more than just 'pretty good'. Probably some of the best burgers in the area. But, she wasn't even sure what he thought was good, and what wasn't.

She stepped into the elevator, leaning against the wall as she thought to herself for a short moment. She really didn't know her boss to well, but she knew he was a fair man, at least she could tell that anyway from her encounters with him since she had first started working for the company.

As the elevator dinged opened, Bruce snapped open his eyes and pushed off the wall, and looked at Rea before leaving the small space with her. As they walked outside, the young bachelor reached inside his pocket and pulled out his car keys, and beeped it twice.

A Saturn Sky lit up to life with the press of the button, and automatically had its engine running. Of course, he installed himself, but there was no way for her to know for sure. "Do you have a car?" he inquired curiously as he rounded to the passenger seat, and waited for her answer before he opened the door.

Rea followed him quickly, making sure to keep up with him. She was already beginning to feel the side effects of not eating anything that day. One could only run on coffee for so long before the body began to reject the caffeine.

"Yes... and no." Rea said, sighing a bit. She glanced towards the car that had the remote start. That came on most factory vehicles, at least the higher end models. "It's in the shop, collateral damage during a chase a few nights ago." She explained. Why someone stole an armored truck was beyond her, but did it have to hit the 68' Trans Am? She and her father worked on that vehicle for years, though with her job and current housing, she couldn't repair the damage, and her insurance was covering the repairs anyway.

Bruce listened to her intently, and nodded, remembering that night. "Yeah, I heard about that. I'm sorry." he said sincerely; he knew he could easily have it repaired, but decided to hold his tongue as he walked to his side of the car. The young man would rather her not think it was a bribe. Buckling their seat belts, he began his car and drove down the seat. He went significantly slower than he usually does, which was racing through traffic and trying to beat the light to keep up his "ne'er-do-well" image. In fact, he was driving quite normally.

"Thanks, I hope to have it back in a few days." Rea said, thinking as she got into the car. Though, walking to work hadn't been too bad, it was the walking home that was a problem at times. She put on her seat belt, not sure what to expect of his driving, though she knew about the speeding, at least somewhat from what she glimpsed on the news at times. She seemed relaxed as he drove, and found it was quite normal. She glanced out the window, watching as the buildings passed by. At least the city seemed quiet for once, though how long would the quiet really last?

While they drove, Bruce couldn't help but be worried by the calm. It was always a sign that things were about to get utterly worse. After he was able to stop Crane and his drug, The Joker popped up, resulting in losing his best friend and love of his life. A short sigh left his lips as they stopped at a light, allowing him to close his eyes as he attempted to forget Rachel Dawes. Biting his lip, he opened his eyes and continued to drive. Using his GPS, he quickly located the burger place she was talking about and turned a corner, heading down the street.

Soon enough, they were arrived at the restaurant, parking easily as they prepared to get out. However, he reached back and grabbed a baseball cap and took off his tie, masking his appearance a bit more as he looked more casual. "Shall we, Ms. Rea?" he said with his cool, smooth voice as he they walked in.

Rea seemed to be in her own thoughts for a short moment. She may live close to where she worked, and even though her apartment was still in a better area of the city, Gotham was still no safe haven. Her mother and father always seemed to worry about her, and after what happened to her car, it only became worse. They wanted her back home, in suburbia, but Rea knew she couldn't leave her apartment. She heard the short sigh and glanced towards him slightly. Rea was curious, about what went through his mind, but she knew better than to ask. After all, she didn't know if it was something personal or not.

"Oh, of course Mr. Bruce." Rea said as she got out of his car as she snapped out of her thoughts. She knew her parents worried, but she also worried about them at times. The small young woman glanced towards Bruce, a soft smile on her lips. He did look more casual, though she didn't say anything on that. What could she talk to him about though? Work was probably the only thing the two had in common though.

Walking in, Bruce slyly looked up from the edge of his cap to look at the foods they had. Well, it of course wasn't what he was used to, but he was always open to trying new things. He had once ate scorpions in the East... Bruce shivered at the memory and looked at Rea. "So, know what you want?" he asked curiously, attempting to distort his tone a bit, since his voice was almost easily recognizable, but not so that his sounded like his alter ego...

Ordering their food, they walked back to a table and sat down, and the young man sniffed the bacon burger cautiously. "Hmm." he mumbled, and glanced at Rea.

Rea thought for a moment, wondering why he was trying to distort his tone. Though she soon shook the thought from her mind. She glanced over the menu, deciding on her usual, a mushroom Swiss burger. She knew the food there was good, and she didn't need to worry about the owner looking at her strangely. She was a regular customer, whether she was dressed in her work attire or not.

She soon was seated at the table with Bruce, watching him slightly. She held back a small laugh as he sniffed his burger. Rea took a small bite of her own burger, silent for the time being as she let her thoughts wonder once more. Who could have hacked the network? It seemed a difficult task, which meant it had to be someone who was skilled with computers. Or someone who knew the storm would be a good chance to do so.

However, the young man had picked up on the stifled laugh and chuckled. "What? I've never had a-" he stopped, looking around for the sign, then looked back at Rea, "A burger before. Sue me." he replied with playful grin.

But after another minute, Bruce experimentally took a small bite out of the burger, allowing it to engulf his taste-buds. A surprised expression crossed his face, "Wow. This is good!" he exclaimed, taking another bite. Looking at Rea, the young man frowned, "Ms. Rea, it's fine. The diagnostic will be done when you get to work tomorrow; stop worrying about it," he assured her, but couldn't help but be worried himself. The Joker was in Arkham, so there was no chance of him doing so... but someone new?


A curious and thoughtful woman, often lost in her own thoughts. She's pragmatic and observant, demonstrated by her detailed knowledge about local eateries and understanding of their company's IT issues. Despite living in a troubled city like Gotham, she remains resilient and doesn't easily get flustered. Her caring nature is evident from the concern she shows for her parents' worries. Rea has an approachable demeanor, given her ease in conversing with Bruce. She maintains a professional look at work, based on how she switches between work attire and casual clothes when visiting the burger joint.

However, the young man had picked up on the stifled laugh and chuckled. "What? I've never had a-" he stopped, looking around for the sign, then looked back at Rea, "A burger before. Sue me." he replied with playful grin.

But after another minute, Bruce experimentally took a small bite out of the burger, allowing it to engulf his taste-buds. A surprised expression crossed his face, "Wow. This is good!" he exclaimed, taking another bite. Looking at Rea, the young man frowned, "Ms. Rea, it's fine. The diagnostic will be done when you get to work tomorrow; stop worrying about it," he assured her, but couldn't help but be worried himself. The Joker was in Arkham, so there was no chance of him doing so... but someone new?

Rea laughed once more, watching him for a short moment. She took a few bites of her food, silent once more as she listened to him. She knew the diagnostic would be done in the morning, but she couldn't help but to wonder. She had a curious nature, probably too curious for her own good, but she couldn't help it.

"I will try to." Rea said, a small smile on her lips. Still, she couldn't help but wonder who was behind it. She knew that was not her place to worry, she was an IT specialist, not security. What she thought was a simple repair earlier that day had turned into a hunt for a hacker. "If we're lucky, we may find out where the person hacked from." She noted, though she knew the chances of that were slim at best.


A dominant and ruthless individual who enjoys asserting power over others. His actions imply that he has considerable strength and size. He possesses a cruel and sadistic personality, taking pleasure in humiliating and degrading Aryka. He demonstrates cunning by disabling the ship's communication system to isolate her further, highlighting his manipulative nature.

Khem only smiled and shook his head. "Oh, I don't think so, little Sith. It's time you learned your place." He smirked slowly and put his hands on her head as he moved up onto the bed and shoved his cock into her mouth, forcing her to take as much of his length as she could, not stopping until he reached the back of her throat. He smirked down at her and held himself there. "You're a pathetic excuse for a Sith, but I'm sure you'll make a wonderful fuck toy. Won't you, slut?" He pulled out of her mouth, but didn't give her a chance to respond as he shoved his cock back into her mouth, a little deeper this time.

He used his grip on her head to force her to bob her head on his cock, beginning to fuck her face as he closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations of her warm, wet mouth as he smirked down at her. "Don't worry, little Sith. You'll be addicted to cock in no time."

Aryka's eyes widened and she knew that she was truly in trouble. She gagged a little on his cock, not having time to learn this kind of thing during her training and always afraid to trust enough to take a lover. Now she felt true fear as she looked up at him, staring into his merciless eyes, not sure what would be worse, him killing her, or what he is doing now. She doesn't even get to answer any of his questions as he just fucks her face and, as sometimes happens, her mind latches onto a ridiculous thought, perhaps to help her cope and distract her. That thought is 'I wonder what his seed will taste like?'

She pushes it aside, her eyes watering, tears running down her cheeks and into her hair from a combination of her humiliation and the repeated gagging from his cock hitting the back of her throat. She latches onto a faint hope, that she can get to a comm unit at some point and call for help. She considered biting his cock but wasn't sure it would hurt him enough but she knew she'd end up in a lot of pain. Still, she did what she could, rocking her body back and forth, trying desperately to throw him off of her or something.

Khem laughed and smirked down at the woman as he continued to force feed her his thick cock, knowing she could do nothing but lay there and take it. "Resist all you want, Sith slut. There is nothing you can do." He began to rock his hips against her face faster and faster, using his grip on her head to bob her head on his cock, his thrust moving deeper and deeper until he was forcing the head of his cock into her throat, gagging her on his thick length.

"You should have paid more attention, slut. I told you I would have my way with you eventually." He laughed, his eyes closing as his cock began to swell with his oncoming release. He pulled her head against his body, forcing her to deepthroat him as her nose rubbed against his crotch just before he erupted, pumping a massive load of his hot, thick, sticky cum down her throat and into her stomach. As his release ended, he released his grip on her head and got off of her with a smirk.

"Very good, Sith slut. You'll make a fine whore, given time." And then he redressed and left, moving out into the central area of the ship to disable the comm units. With that done, he went to the cockpit to take the ship into orbit, setting the coordinates for a remote planet near Nar Shaddaa. He would need plenty of time to mold her into the perfect fucktoy, and now they would not be interrupted.

It was like a nightmare. Everything Aryka had done was about to be undone and she couldn't stop it. Aryka felt tears of humiliation and shame roll down her cheeks as he taunted her while fucking her face. She struggled a little but just couldn't overpower. She'd nearly lost to him when she had the force, now she didn't stand a chance. Finally, it was over, he came into her throat and she swallowed it all. It was either that or drown in his seed.

She sighed softly when he took his weight off of her. She watched him walk out and quickly stood, throwing her robe on and looking about for a weapon. She cursed silently when she couldn't find her lightsaber and shook her head. She had no backup weapons. She peeked out and saw him doing something to the comms and she realized she had greatly underestimated him.

She waited until he moved to the cockpit and then she ran to the droid. She turned him on and when his loud, obnoxious voice started she tried to shush him. "stupid droid, can you help me retake control of the ship or scan for my lightsaber or something?"

Khem left the cockpit after setting their destination and laughed, walking right over to the droid as he did so. He ignored Aryka entirely as he stopped in front of the droid and drew his vibrosword. Taking a half step back, he brought the sword up over his head, and then with one powerful two handed downward swing, cleaved the droid in two down the middle. "Clean up this mess, you stupid whore."

And then, without saying another word, he turned and went back to the cockpit, sealing the door behind him. He had her now. Trapped and alone on the ship, it was now just a matter of deciding the best way to break her. Make no mistake, she would become his whore. It would simply take time. And he had all the time in the world.

He closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, dozing off as the ship continued its travels through hyperspace. He knew he would not be disturbed, and so he took the time to relax. Perhaps the break would lull her into relaxing as well. After an hour, he rose from the seat and exited the cockpit and entered her quarters, which he would claim as his own. "Whore! Get in here!"

Aryka had always sort of disliked the droid. He was too servile and talked too damn much. Still, it was a shock to see Khem destroy it so brutally. She gaped at him as he walked off and looked down at the droid. Normally she'd use the force and float the pieces somewhere else but that wasn't an option. She debated defying him but until she could get this collar off he could easily overpower her, kill her even.

She sighed and dragged the pieces of the droid to the engine room, setting them in a corner out of the way. Maybe later she could go through the pieces and try to find a use for them. She sat down on the deck plating next to the droid, her back against the wall and tried to think and plan a way to escape this mess.

She snapped out of a fitful doze when he called for her. She stood quickly, tripping over the droid as she hurried to the hallway. She gathered her robe about herself, it, besides her stockings was her only covering. She ran to her room and paused when she saw him standing there. "What?"

Khem smirked and took a seat on the bed before pointing to the floor in front of him. "On your knees, whore." He removed his armor and set it aside, revealing him to be quite hard, his enormous cock standing tall in his lap. "It's time for your next lesson." He smirked again before rising and pulling her over to the bed and forcing her down on her knees. "You will obey me, or you will be punished. Now, be a good slut and take off your robe." He leaned back slightly, growling low in his throat as he watched her. "If you don't want to lose it, that is."

He nodded once and then put his hands on the side of her head, forcing her head down into his crotch again. "Now, suck it like a good whore." He shifted his hips and then lifted them slightly, rubbing his cock against her cheeks. "And you'd best do a good job of it."


a Sith woman who has lost her powers, making her vulnerable and fearful. She possesses the traits of a typical Sith character: strong-willed and determined. Her personality suggests that she's resourceful and focused on survival, trying to find ways to escape her current predicament. Despite being terrified by Khem's actions, she maintains some level of defiance as she attempts to plan an escape from his control.

Khem smirked and took a seat on the bed before pointing to the floor in front of him. "On your knees, whore." He removed his armor and set it aside, revealing him to be quite hard, his enormous cock standing tall in his lap. "It's time for your next lesson." He smirked again before rising and pulling her over to the bed and forcing her down on her knees. "You will obey me, or you will be punished. Now, be a good slut and take off your robe." He leaned back slightly, growling low in his throat as he watched her. "If you don't want to lose it, that is."

He nodded once and then put his hands on the side of her head, forcing her head down into his crotch again. "Now, suck it like a good whore." He shifted his hips and then lifted them slightly, rubbing his cock against her cheeks. "And you'd best do a good job of it."

Aryka couldn't believe this was happening. She was terrified of Khem and she trembled as he pushed her to her knees in front of him. She believed he would do just what he said and so she shrugged her robe off, leaving her only in her stockings once again. She groaned in a bit of fear as he rubbed his cock on her cheeks, the not so subtle threat hanging in the air. She'd seen him in battle and knew what he could do, knew how strong he was so she decided to play along.

She slowly opened her mouth and swirled her tongue over the tip of his cock before she opened her mouth wider and slowly took as much of him in as she could, bobbing her head up and down on him as she remembered how he'd used her face when he woke her up.


A young woman with an aura of innocence and naivety. She possesses a beauty that is often overlooked, which can make her blush when acknowledged. Her eyes are filled with curiosity and wonder, especially when surrounded by knowledge or faced with the prospect of learning something new. Despite her initial lack of confidence, she has a determined spirit and an eagerness to improve herself. She's also kind-hearted and sensitive, preferring not to use her powers for harm unless absolutely necessary. However, she tends to feel useless at times due to her limited education and magical abilities.

Lillian felt rather useless as Lucian went around, explaining his analogy in pictures as he also began a search for a spell to teach her reading skills. She was excited, because that meant that she would be able to read everything in this library, one day. The idea made her heart flutter a little. She started to look around, as if she would somehow be able to help find the book, but even the spines meant nothing to her.

"Lucian, this all makes sense, but you should probably know, I'm very good at cooking and cleaning as well. I had to be, even without magic. After all, I am a woman. It's what's expected of me." She smiled sweetly at him. She knew she'd miss her family and her life, but she planned to make the best of her new situation, especially since she was so specially chosen. She couldn't wait to improve her magic and become powerful. Of course, she had to forget the ideas of falling in love and all that, but she'd learn to handle that, she hoped.

Yes, Lucian assumed that... was just an example. "I should have used a different set of examples." Taking in a quick breath, his thumb scratching at the side of his nose. "Moving on." His voice quickly chiming throughout the room, turning toward the table to get it situated once more. "As long as you understood what I was getting at, that is all you need to understand." The male sorcerer spoke, his hands rearranging the soggy papers on the desk, her little... shower surely ruined the maps, books and papers on the desk. Ah, well, wasn't like he couldn't get more copies of whatever their contents were. Nothing was extremely important on the desk, the more important notes and studies were in the male's office slash study. "Now, to reiterate," Best to go over it just to make sure that she knew exactly what he meant.

"Your powers are stronger in nature than in fire, ice, water and all those other sorts. Now, you can still use these elements, you are simply weaker in them. They can still be devastating in a combination but not as a single spell." Nodding lightly, Lucian was a bit more pleased in with that explanations then his previous explanations. Turning around to face the girl once more, "May you have any questions, dear?" Lucian asked, taking a few steps to her, hands cupped together behind him. "Any questions at all, about any sort of topic," Within reason of course. Lucian would do his best to answer anything she may have brewing in that pretty little head of hers, "I will give it my best shot to give you the answer that you may be looking for."

Lillian blushed a little as he started fixing up the table that she had ruined with her little thunderstorm. She felt a little embarrassed, and hoped that he hadn't risked anything important for her to accidentally ruin. She followed him a little, still feeling rather useless, and she started listening to his repeating of his interpretation of her powers. She smiled and paid careful attention, hoping that there was nothing wrong with being more nature-focused in her skill level. She still felt a little stupid, since he seemed a little frustrated with her every time he spoke.

As he approached her, asking for questions, she first felt a little too nervous to open her mouth, but then sighed and thought carefully about what she wanted to ask. "Well, Lucian... This library. Is it mainly books about magic, holding many spells for me to learn in the future?" She looked a little excited at the idea, even if she didn't know how to read yet.

Lucian took a deep breath, tapping his chin, "You will find multiple interests in this library," A nod passing through his head as his eyes turned to gaze at the female in front of him. "History, spells, anything you might think you want to learn about; chances are they'll be here." Stretching his arms above his head, "So, to answer your question; negative. You shall find a lot of things that might suit your interest. Spells that you may tinker with to do cooking, cleaning for you. Possibly new recipes for foods, make them more rich in flavor. that sort of thing." Scrunching his eyebrows a bit, the male tapped his chin a bit more. Just thinking about what all might be in there for the girl to potentially find. Exhaling slowly, the male's eyes squinted as he looked past the girl. What else might there be? "You may... or may not, you didn't hear this from me," Lucian began in a whisper, eyes darting back and forth in the room.

"There may be a book where you can find out what happened to Edgar." A light grin appearing on his face, the male whom fell in love only to have his power's ripped from him. Why? Well, he wanted to be mortal when that wasn't an option. Decided that going against their code was better to do for a woman who simply wanted to use him for his power. "Of course, this... may or may not be there." Shrugging lightly, grin still resting on his face. The male knew that it was wrongful of what he did, but, the whole 'I'm in love' thing was a bit... preposterous. Simply because he only knew the girl for a good week.

Lillian nodded as Lucian explained everything, staying alert to everything he said to her. She might not have had the time for education back home, but she knew that she'd want to be great at her work now, especially if it was the case that her sorcery would be her only love. She looked around at all the books, still marveling in all their wonder. The information that was available to her now. It was a bit overwhelming.

Then, Lucian's whole tone changed, and Lillian grew rather worrisome. She moved closer to him as he started whispering, just so he could be sure to hear everything. He was signaling that there was a possibility to learn about Edgar, the sorcerer who had chosen to love instead, and was now a mere servant. She was admittedly curious, since she knew she didn't want to make the mistake of falling in love herself, if it was at all possible. She had admittedly hoped to one day have children, but she would have to learn to get over that. "Oh, wow! Well, I can't wait to learn how to read so I can discover all these things." She said, smiling sweetly. "As your apprentice, Lucian, what will I be doing regularly with you?" she asked with a hopeful, excited tone.

Oh, that is a... good question. What would they be doing? "Well, we'd be honing your skills in terms of magic. Make your nature a bit more... devastating, empower your fire and ice." Scratching his chin lightly, "What else... would we be doing?" Lucian was at a loss, it had been a while—four years, nine months, and twenty-seven days—since he's had a master. All of the things they did were rough and rugged, the male would ease down a bit given that his apprentice was a girl who didn't know how to read. The male remembered studying books upon books upon books, all ordered by his Master.

"Uh, until I find that spell... we'll mainly be just honing your magic. Possibly me reading stuff to you, so you can pick it up that way; until I find that spell for you." Nodding lightly, finger still tapping away at his chin. Her questions were really making him think, weren't they? Taking in a quick breath, the male exhaled slowly through his nose, "We'll probably go through the history of all the Sorcerers and Sorceresses in the next few days. May just let you wander around and let you get used to our new humble abode." Nodding lightly, Lucian eyed the girl up and down for a moment. "No need to worry, there is nothing here that can harm you. Edgar is harmless and I, well... will be a bit harmful, chiding, rude... at times. But, do not fret, it is merely me making you into a better Sorceress. Do not take it to heart. I see you as a beautiful young woman with a lot of potential, but, getting you to where I think you should be at your age will be the challenge."

Lillian smiled and nodded as she listened. She was very good at it, paying attention to every word and soaking up everything Lucian told her. It was clear to her that even he wasn't sure how he was supposed to handle it all. She'd just do her best with everything he said. "I see! That all sounds rather important and fun." She felt her cheeks heat up a little at the mention that she was beautiful. That wasn't something she hadn't heard often, if ever, and it was usually only her parents telling her so. She smiled sweetly again, trying not to think too much on the comment. After all, love wouldn't be tolerated.

"I'm sorry if I'm not strong enough for my age. A quick question, though, Lucian! Why do my powers have to be devastating? Am I expected to do bad things with my powers?" Lillian asked nervously, biting her lip. "I mean, I'm very keen to learn, but I don't really want to do anything hurtful unless I absolutely have to." She fiddled with her fingers as she spoke.


A seasoned sorcerer with an imposing stature. His eyes, filled with wisdom and experience, reflect his years of dealing with the mystical arts. He carries himself with an air of authority, and his voice resonates throughout any room he's in. Despite his stern exterior, Lucian shows moments of thoughtfulness when explaining complex concepts or answering questions. However, he can be somewhat aloof and detached at times, often scratching at the side of his nose or tapping his chin while deep in thought. His teaching style leans towards pragmatism; he emphasizes honing skills and doesn't shy away from using harsh methods if they lead to improvement. Nonetheless, Lucian holds a soft spot for potential seen in others and isn't above giving compliments when due.

Oh, that is a... good question. What would they be doing? "Well, we'd be honing your skills in terms of magic. Make your nature a bit more... devastating, empower your fire and ice." Scratching his chin lightly, "What else... would we be doing?" Lucian was at a loss, it had been a while—four years, nine months, and twenty-seven days—since he's had a master. All of the things they did were rough and rugged, the male would ease down a bit given that his apprentice was a girl who didn't know how to read. The male remembered studying books upon books upon books, all ordered by his Master.

"Uh, until I find that spell... we'll mainly be just honing your magic. Possibly me reading stuff to you, so you can pick it up that way; until I find that spell for you." Nodding lightly, finger still tapping away at his chin. Her questions were really making him think, weren't they? Taking in a quick breath, the male exhaled slowly through his nose, "We'll probably go through the history of all the Sorcerers and Sorceresses in the next few days. May just let you wander around and let you get used to our new humble abode." Nodding lightly, Lucian eyed the girl up and down for a moment. "No need to worry, there is nothing here that can harm you. Edgar is harmless and I, well... will be a bit harmful, chiding, rude... at times. But, do not fret, it is merely me making you into a better Sorceress. Do not take it to heart. I see you as a beautiful young woman with a lot of potential, but, getting you to where I think you should be at your age will be the challenge."


An introverted, 18-year-old high school graduate, physically mature for his age considering his sister's attraction towards him. He has a shy and reserved personality, due to lack of social or romantic interactions with peers. His self-consciousness and initial reluctance suggest he's not very confident, especially in sexual matters. However, he is open-minded and willing to learn as indicated by his acceptance of his sister's advances. Despite being younger than Lenora, he possesses a certain innocence that contrasts sharply with her outgoing nature. Physically, Jason is relatively attractive and well-endowed.

This was a bit too much for the young man to handle, this was so wrong but felt so good at the same time. When Lenora kissed him though, that was when Jason was completely under her spell, ready and willing to do anything that she'd ask. When she asked if he was ready to learn what women liked as well, he nodded his head, "Ohhhh... y-yes." The way she continued to stroke his big, hard cock made him feel as if he could blow at any moment, squirting his hot cum all over his sister's hand. The sheer thought of how wrong this is made him feel somewhat guilty, but that guilt was being reigned in by the euphoric pleasure he had felt. He then took things a step further, deciding that this was happening and there was no stopping this now. He undid his older sister's towel and took it off of her, putting it at the side of his bed. This was his first glimpse at a girl completely naked. Her breasts looked so round and full, he wondered when would be the right time to touch them. It was after this that all of Jason's inhibitions were completely devoid and gone.

Lenora giggled lightly and saw her brother reach forward to take her towel off. As it dropped to the bed side, she saw him looking her over and noticed her seemed to enjoy her breasts. "Go ahead. Touch them. I won't bite." She paused for a moment to think. "Here..." She licked her lips and then went down on him. She stroked the base of his cock and worked her tongue around his tip, lightly bobbing up and down. Reaching up slightly with her other hand, she started to fondle her own breast. She rubbed the right one lightly, twisting her hardened nipple in a fashion that would show him what she liked. Her special area below started to get damp, dripping lightly with the taste and pleasure she found in 'little' Jason's cock. As his small squirts danced over her tongue and down her throat, she really started to get into this dirty action. Her natural slutty instinct kicked in and her bobbing turned into subtle deep throating.

The young man could still hardly believe what was happening now. His older sister was now giving him a blowjob. He knew this was wrong, but it felt too good to Jason for him to care. He let out light groans as he'd reach down to feel of her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples in the fashion that she'd demonstrated to him. "Ohhhh fuuuccckkk!!!" He groaned out as her bobbing had turned into deep throating his big cock. He never knew that he'd enjoy his older sister's mouth lunging and forcing his manhood as deep in as it could go. Jason could feel her gag reflexes contract and constrict around him. The pleasure from this caused him to play with her breast more intensely, more hungrily. It was as if the shy, lonely loser that Jason was had began to slowly drift away, the pure pleasure drove him crazy. His morals had completely separated from his conscious, making him more able to enjoy this taboo sexual act between two siblings.

Lenora pulled off of her brother's cock and moaned. "Oh... That feels amazing." She moaned again and lost herself in this taboo act even more. She started stroking his cock with her hand again and leaned forward, kissing him passionately again. This act was so wrong but Lenora had wanted her brother for so long. She finally got to just have her way with him and no one was there to stop her. As she kissed him passionately and stroked his cock, her pussy grew extremely wet. She pulled away and moaned. "Oh Jason... I want you inside me. Are you ready?" She looked down at him and smiled lightly, knowing his answer would be just what she wanted to hear.

Jason nodded his head and groaned, "Oh fuck yes, I wanna feel your pussy wrapped around my cock." He was completely lost in the pleasure of their sexual encounter. The more she'd stroke him, the more he had to hold back cumming all over her hand and arm. No, he couldn't cum just yet. He had to save himself for all he could. The longer he'd wait, Jason would keep playing with her breast in the way he knew she enjoyed it. The way she moaned for him was like music to his ears and he had to have more. He wanted her to scream for him.

"Mmm. Then close your eyes and I'll give you a surprise." Lenora waited for her little brother to close his eyes. As soon as they were shut, she positioned herself above him and moved down slowly. As she lowered, Jason's tip entered her. She moaned at the feeling of a hard cock entering her sweet spot. She had longed for this all summer and even more so from her brother. "Mmmm... Jason..." She moaned his name sweetly as she continued to lower over to him cock, now almost the whole way down.

Jason did as his older sister asked, closing his eyes, unsure of what to expect next. He had an idea of what was coming, but still nothing could prepare him for it. When she finally slid her tight, wet pussy lips around his big, throbbing-hard manhood he let out a groan, "Oh Lenora... it feels so tight..." Jason was in a state of shock and disbelief, it finally happened. He finally lost his virginity... to his older sister. When those words were put together in a vocal state, he was sure they'd sound wrong, but right now in his mind, nothing felt more right than to feel his older sister's womanhood go down on his cock. It was such a delicious feeling, he couldn't get enough of her pussy. "Fuck, this is amazing... ahhhhh" Jason was in a state of euphoria as he felt her ride his dick, his hands instantly reaching up to her breasts to play with them and feel them in the ways he remembered she liked.

"Mmm... You like that little bro? I bet you will love this. I'm going to take you for the ride of your life." Lenora started to pump hard and fast. Her hips bounced on and off of her brother's hard cock. It felt amazing, so wrong yet so right. She moaned as she felt his hands play with her breasts. Her hips rocked forward and backwards, pushing him in and out. After a little of this brisk movement, she decided to take things to another level. Lenora slowed herself down and ground down hard in small circles. Jason's cock was pushed as far into her as possible and it just felt amazing. With each hard stroke, she felt his cock reaching her back walls. "Oh Jason! Mmm. Fuck yes!" Lenora called out in pleasure and ground down on her brother as hard as she can. She had a steady pace with each thrust, moaning and cooing with content. It was a perfect fit, his length and her pussy together. "Oh god! It feels so good! Jason, your cock feels amazing. I love it. I need more." Lenora cried out in need and want, picking up her speed slightly.

Jason was moaning and groaning with every movement his older sister made onto his big hard cock. He never would have thought that something so wrong, so dubious, could feel so good. And the way she slid up and down on him, grinding on him at times felt unlike anything he'd ever felt before in his young life. If only he knew the joys of sex beyond masturbation, he'd began to work harder towards getting it way before now. "Oh shit... it feels so fucking good Lenora." She was taking full control of him as she bounced and bucked on his manhood repeatedly. The more her womanhood would squeeze him and contract around him, the more Jason would moan and groan for her movements. When she said she needed more, he had an idea. He'd seen the move he was about to do in several porn videos over the years. When she'd lower down on him, he began to buck his hips up as hard and as fast as he could. It felt even better than just her riding him. He slide his hands down her sides, gripping her hips to help himself thrust and buck up into her. "I fucking love it big sis... I wanna fuck you so good." He was in a bit of disbelief at his words, but it felt so good and so right to say what he said.

"Oh Jason!" Lenora called out as she felt him buck up against her and push himself deeper. It was just what she wanted. She continued to ride her little brother, faster and harder. She could feel his cock sliding in and out and moaned with every penetration. When she hear is dirty words about how he loved it, it only made her wet more as her pussy contracted and held his cock. "Fuck me. Fuck me brother." She cried out and rolled them to the side. She positioned herself on the bottom but continued to push up against him. Playing with her breasts, she called out. "Jason, I want you to take control. Make your sister scream!" She pinched and groped her own breasts and moaned more and more, arching her back and bucking up against her brother.

Jason was a bit surprised that he was suddenly thrown into a position of control. He'd seen this been done of course in porn videos so how hard could it be. After all, she was helping him along, still moving herself on him. Jason decided to buckle down and begin to buck his own hips into her repeatedly, thrusting faster with ever pump. Eventually, he was pounding his cock into her as fast and as hard as he could possibly do. Since this was his first time having sex, he figured he wouldn't last long, but he made every effort to prolong their pleasure. He'd slow down ever so often, bring his hand down to her pussy, where he'd search for her clit. Once he found what he thought to be her clitoris, he began to run a finger along it to bring her more pleasure as he continued to slowly but stiffly pound his manhood into his older sister. "Oh fuck yeah, you feel so good Lenora. You like that?!? You like how my dick fucks your pussy?!?" He found himself feeling more confidant in the way his dirty talk sounded. Thankfully his watching porn had actually paid off from the way he was having sex with his sister, despite how wrong it was.

"Mmm... Yes. I love that dick. My pussy wants it so badly. Oh Jason. Harder! Make me cum!" Lenora cried out in pure pleasure and moaned louder then she was. Her body started to shake slightly as her pussy contracted around Jason's pumping cock. She was growing closer and closer to climaxing and it wouldn't be long before she came all over her little brother. She continued to buck her hips against his, matching his pace and making him dive into her deeper. As she felt his hand reach down and rub her clit, it took almost everything just to hold back. Her mind and all sense of what was right or wrong was gone. Her body, her mind, and her every being craved for her brother's sweet cum inside her. She couldn't wait any longer. "Jason! I want you to fuck me hard and fast! Fill me with your hot cum! Fill my naughty fantasies! I beg you!" Her voice echoed through the room.

Jason did just as his older sister asked, bucking and thrusting hard and fast into her tightening pussy. He was going at it as fast and as hard as he possibly could. He moaned and groaned with her, feeling so turned on by the way she had talked dirty to him. Wrong or not, this felt too damn good to stop now. He kept pummeling and pounding as hard and as deep into her as he could. Soon, he felt his balls twitch and tense as he kept sliding in and out of her wet folds. "Oh fuck Lenora, I'm going to fucking cum inside of you!!!" He groaned out and then began to thrust as hard and as deep as he could into her, growling in pleasure, "Oh fuck!! Oh fuck!!! Oh fuck!!!" Until finally, his cock spasmed inside of her, shooting out a boiling hot, thick load of cum deep into her pussy as he groaned while cumming, "Ohhhh fuuuuccckkkkk!!!!" He finally slowed himself down and groaned from the exercise his big sister put him through and then he groaned in pleasure, "Was I good for my first time?"

Feeling him shoot inside her, Lenora moaned out and cried in pleasure. Her cum came just as quickly and began to mix together with his. Their seed felt amazing, filling her the whole way. As his pumping slowed, she began to pant and gather herself again. "You were perfect dear brother." She smiled and reached up, running her hand through his hair lovingly. She lifted her head and kissed him passionately. Finally her dreams had been fulfilled. "You were perfect." She pulled away and smiled, blushing hard as her breathing slowed to its normal pace.

Jason slowed his pace and finally collapsed down next to her after she had kissed him and assured him that he was good. Several things ran through the young man's mind, how wrong what they just did was. What if their parents found out? What if she got pregnant with his child? What if she was just being nice in saying that he was good. He tried to calm himself down since he was such a big worry wart. He finally took a breath and smiled, "Thanks Lenora... so... ummmm... I have a question. Have you always had those thoughts and fantasies about me? I mean, I know I'm your brother and I'm a bit younger than you... you could have any guy you wanted. Why did you want to have sex with me? Sorry, I'm just a bit curious. But I do have to say thanks for another reason. Thanks for taking my virginity." He did smile as he expressed his thanks and even when he asked his question. It still surprised him as to why she wanted to have sex with him, her own brother, her flesh and blood.


An outgoing and confident woman in her early twenties. She is sexually experienced and assertive, unafraid to take the lead in intimate situations. Her personality suggests a boldness that can be both intriguing and intimidating. As for her physical appearance, she is attractive with a well-endowed figure, particularly noticeable breasts. The fact that she has had many men in her life due to college suggests that she is quite popular and appealing to the opposite sex.

Jason slowed his pace and finally collapsed down next to her after she had kissed him and assured him that he was good. Several things ran through the young man's mind, how wrong what they just did was. What if their parents found out? What if she got pregnant with his child? What if she was just being nice in saying that he was good. He tried to calm himself down since he was such a big worry wart. He finally took a breath and smiled, "Thanks Lenora... so... ummmm... I have a question. Have you always had those thoughts and fantasies about me? I mean, I know I'm your brother and I'm a bit younger than you... you could have any guy you wanted. Why did you want to have sex with me? Sorry, I'm just a bit curious. But I do have to say thanks for another reason. Thanks for taking my virginity." He did smile as he expressed his thanks and even when he asked his question. It still surprised him as to why she wanted to have sex with him, her own brother, her flesh and blood.

"I've always had these feelings, dear brother." Lenora smiled and blushed. "I've had a lot of men in my life due to college but none have been like you. With you, I actually have passionate feelings. I've always loved you on a level I could not describe. I see you as a handsome and bright young man who would make an amazing life partner and father. I am honored to take your virginity and honestly..." She paused and took his hand in hers. Placing it on her stomach, she smiled. "I wouldn't mind if this seed gave us a blessing. Yes. Things with mother and father will be difficult but we can find a way. I could say it was with someone else and we could continue our forbidden romance when we wish."


A strong and statuesque man, capable of taking charge in various situations. He is protective and considerate towards his new wife, Tiva, understanding her need for privacy and adjustment in their new home. Tozen has a vision for the future, as he plans to expand their house and hopes for the village's growth through cooperation with Tiva's tribe. He comes across as a responsible leader who values harmony and unity between people.

Tozen looked at Tiva as she smiled and he followed the mother towards the circle. He found a place for which he could wait and watch Tiva perform in front of himself. He was curious as to her skill and how good she was. He had high expectations for her skills based on how he saw her moved when she walked up to him earlier. He saw her enter into the center and was taken about, not noticing seeming in full before just how beautiful she was.

He watched her dance, it was known so well, he was sure she was able to do it without even looking, a amazing skill in and of itself. He watched her as she sang as well, such a harmonious tone to her sing as he smiled. He then noticed the last phase, her movements towards him, her seductive purposeful movements, which were perfect for what they were after. He was very much in awe, and desirous of this woman whom was dancing before him. When she stopped in front of him, his hand found there way around her, giving her a proud embrace as he held her for a moment, kissing her quickly. "wonderful," he said making the kiss fast as to be respectful towards the others whom were around.

Tiva blinked at the embrace but welcomed it as her head buried into his neck. She brought it back and gasped from the sudden kiss and blushed immediately after. "Thank you" She said softly and pulled back, bowing her head respectfully. Everyone else clapped for her and her father looked over at Tozen. "You may leave with our daughter, you have our blessing and our peace" He confirmed and stood up, arms opening to Tiva. She went and hugged her father tightly, whispering something into his ear before she pulled away and waited for Tozen so they could leave.

Tozen nodded as he then let Tiva hug her father and waited for her to be finished with her good byes, not pressuring her to move quickly or anything. he found his own horse and make sure it was ready. As she was finished with her good byes, he offered her his hand pulling her up upon the horse behind himself. He then started to ride due west over the flat landscape, towards his own home. "Well my home isn't much, we are starting to build it now, it will be different from yours, as we come from the coast originally,"he informed her as he rode down a embankment where some longhouses could be seen.

With one last wave goodbye to her tribe Tiva slipped her arms around his waist, holding tightly as they rode off. "Oh?" She asked quite curious as her head turned to look at the landscaping around them. She spotted the longhouses and felt a small twinge of excitement within her belly. "Wow" She whispered in awe before she let her head rest on his back, breathing in his scent slightly

Tozen nodded as he pushed his horse forward down the hall that they were on over the narrowest part of a watery creek bed, and into the village. As they entered one could see the numerous amounts of people moving around setting things up. It was easy to tell they hadn't been in the area very long as he stopped for a moment. "This is your new home, I hope that you enjoy it here, Tiva," he said calmly as he worked himself off the horse before turning and helping down his new bride.

People at this point started to gather having noticed the new presence int he village. "Well, everyone," Tozen said loudly to quiet the idle chat between the people, "we have a friendship with our new neighbors. This here is my new wife, her, name is Tiva, treat her as one of our own," he instructed in a stern tone, as people looked at her with a sorta curious nature to there glances.

Tiva was curious about her new home but saw they weren't settled in as well. It did make her feel a bit easier about being there but she just hoped they were a welcoming people like hers were. "I am sure I will Tozen" Tiva reassured him as she watched him get off before using his help to get down herself. She landed onto the ground with a soft thud and stood by his side, a bit nervous but hopeful they were going to be welcoming.

She watched as they came around and she unknowingly hid behind his arm for a second, peaking out from behind his statuesque frame. As she was introduced she did step back out and gave them a warm smile though there was a shy undertone.

Tozen could tell that his new wife was nervous about this situation she was in and smiled at the people whom all had come to just really see her. He raised his right hand for a moment and smiled at them. "Well, Tiva here has had a long day, we will meet and greet tomorrow night promise, just return to your own spots and I will take this time to get her used to her new home. I am sure there is a lot new here she isn't used too," he explained to the people with a friendly calm tone before they left. He turned to Tiva and looked at her, "Well now, want to walk around, or want to see your new home, the choice is completely up to you, we can always walk around the village later if you want."

Tiva was very thankful that he had the judgment to know she wasn't ready for all of this tonight. She needed time to adjust and honestly she wanted that time with her new husband. She smiled at them all as they left before looking up at Tozen "I would like to see our home first, then maybe later the walk?"

Tozen turned his attention to her for a moment as he nodded at her comments, "Well then, that will be what we will do then," he said with a nod of his head, as if agreeing with himself. He took her hand into his own holding it firmly and walked down a simple path, which was to a one of the log buildings. This one was only a few dozen yards from the creek as well as some thick woods as well. It was a rather simple building, it was easy to say that it had just literally been built within the days prior.

He looked at her and opened the door, inside was a spot for a fire, warm animal skins along the wall, and a sorta bed made from them as well, in the back of the farthest part of the second room in the building, which was on the other side of the first entrance side room.

Tiva nodded and smiled softly up at him as she held his hand though gave a small hiss with how firm he was holding her smaller one. "Gentle" She spoke softly to him as her other hand opened his up and helped him to loosen his grip a bit "Like that. You do not have to crush my hand" She giggled softly as they went to their home. Simple it may have looked, it was something new to her and interested her. Walking in, she let go of his hand and walked a bit further ahead of him, gasping softly as she looked around "It is... beautiful" She told him as she turned to face him again

Tozen looked at her and smiled for a moment and then nodded, "Of course, I am not used to such things," he said blushing a bit at the embarrassment of it. He let her explore the small house on her own, see what she wanted to see. She could come up with her own opinion that way, and if she liked it. Then she liked it, and if she didn't she didn't. He smiled and blushed more as he heard her comments. "Well it is just in the first phase, but I think it will do nicely," he said proudly, still blushing a tiny bit before shaking it off. He would have to get used to having the beauty near him. Something that would take longer then he first thought it would.

"Well we will get you used to it Tozen" Tiva said softly with a smile. "First phase?" She questioned as she tilted her head to the side "There are more phases?" She did understand it completely but she was curious and wanted to know more

Tozen turned and nodded his head as he looked at her, "Yes, just one more, I hope to add on to this house in time, I figure a room for the next generation would be needed at some point," he replied no small amount of blush on his noise as he made the comment to the beautiful woman whom was questioning him at the moment. "I figure that the village will grow and prosper here working with your people. I hope to make this village something really special."


A beautiful and talented woman who captivates those around her with her dancing and singing abilities. She appears to be shy at times, especially when meeting new people or facing unfamiliar situations. Despite her initial shyness, Tiva has a warm smile and a friendly demeanor that makes her approachable. Her curiosity about the new environment and willingness to adapt showcase her open-mindedness and resilience.

"Well we will get you used to it Tozen" Tiva said softly with a smile. "First phase?" She questioned as she tilted her head to the side "There are more phases?" She did understand it completely but she was curious and wanted to know more


A young woman with long, smooth blonde hair and bluish eyes that sometimes appear green. She has an attractive face, nice legs, a firm ass, and an average perky bust. Personality-wise, Ashley enjoys teasing others with her outfits and looks but doesn't let anyone get too close. She's playful and confident in her attractiveness while also being selective about her romantic interests.

Ashley was laying on the sofa quite lazily. It was night already and she had finished her dinner quite some time ago. Now she was just burning some free time before bed time, watching TV while laying on her flat tummy with her legs up at the living room, right on the big sofa.

She was only wearing her tight PJ black shorts, matching panties and a tight top that slightly revealed on of her shoulders and her obvious lack of bra. She had always been a hot girl that enjoyed to tease and show off, even at home, and nowadays it wasn't any different. Although much to her disappointment, she was the only one at home tonight. She rarely liked to be alone.

She had long and smooth blonde hair, bluish eyes that could sometimes seem green, depending on the light, a nice pair of legs, a firm ass and an average perky bust. Her face really made her a very attractive girl even though she was known for not allowing any boys at high school to touch a hair of her.

Jack had just finished his four year university degree at a college out of town and was finally returning home for the summer to spend some time with his family. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of the house as he pulled into the driveway, a little disappointed that no one appeared to be home for the surprise. He let out a soft sigh before getting out of his car, grabbing some of his bags from the back and heading up the back deck.

Jack took after their father, with light brown hair and soft blue eyes it was no wonder that a lot of college girls took a liking to him. But Jack didn't really flaunt the attention, he was modest and kept to himself a lot, focused on his school work but not enough that it would keep him away from socializing. He stopped playing sports after he left high school, but his physical shape hadn't changed. He ran and exercised three times a week and preferred to cook meals for him and his roommate in college. He wondered how different life would be now that he was back home, thinking about how much he missed it as he pushed his key into the lock and opened the door.

He entered quietly and turned the light on in the kitchen, "Anyone home?" He called out.

Ashley blinked and gasped for air when she heard the main door opening. At first she thought that she was in trouble, as if a thief had somehow broken inside the house. But she was quickly relieved to hear her brother's voice.

"Jack? Is that you? Oh my god!!!!" she almost squealed in excitement, getting up and running to the main door. There she almost pounced him, hugging him and even jumping up to give him a tight hug. "I missed you! You never call me!! You silly thing!" she said moving back a bit with a bright and enthusiastic smile, giving him a very light smack on the shoulder, for not calling her enough.

"I was just watching TV before bed, wanna join me?" she said grabbing his hand and tugging him to follow a little.

Jack almost had to cover his ears from the sharp excited scream coming from his sister. He gave her a bright, charming smile when he saw her appear in the hallway and he held his arms out as she practically pounced on him. He couldn't help but laugh as he hugged her tightly, swinging her around slightly before placing her back down in front of him. "I called several times! Mom and Dad always said you were busy or not home.." He looked down into her eyes then nodded as she asked him to join her, though he was already being pulled down the hall towards the living room.

"Mind letting me go to my room and put my bags away. I also need to shower and change, I've been driving for several hours and I feel gross." He smiled at her, lifting his bags up over his shoulder. "I missed you, sis." He muttered and then playfully ruffled her hair before heading up the stairs to his old room.

"Well because I was away! Probably with my best girl friend or something, I guess" Ashley shrugged a bit, still smiling. "Awww... OK but don't take too long, it's pretty late and I might get sleepy" she grinned a bit before sticking her tongue out at him and letting his hand go. Then she happily ran back to the living room, claiming the big sofa all for herself again and getting on the same posture. Laying on her flat tummy with her legs up.

She switched channels and stopped at a music one, she seemed to wiggle her hips a little bit at the rhythm of the music. It wasn't loud at all, in fact the volume was fairly low, which allowed her to play with her cellphone with the background music.

"I'll try not to, I don't want to have to wake you up." Jack returned the grin before disappearing up to the second floor of the house. He found his room just the way he left it when he was home for spring break. He emptied his bags, placing his clothes in a laundry bin to wash later and the rest of his things were placed where he usually kept them in his room. He then slipped into the bathroom and stripped out of his clothes and hopped into the shower. It felt good being able to use his own shower once again, wishing he could have stayed in there for a while but he didn't want to keep Ashley waiting.

Once he was dried off and dressed again, he headed back downstairs to find his sister laying on the couch. He gave her a smile as he walked in, "Busy texting boys?" He asked with a slight grin and a raised eyebrow. Jack wore a pair of simple black sweatpants along with a plain white t-shirt which hugged his lean, athletic frame.

"Nah... no boys are good enough for me... or worthy of touching a hair of me" Ashley smiled at him. It was no secret that she was overly uninterested in boys of her age or really on any men. Surely, she loved to tease with her outfits and tempting looks, but that was as far as it went.

"Besides, I could be texting girls instead" she said, teasing her brother now with the possibility of being a lesbian, she knew that men went crazy at that. She couldn't resist it and she giggled softly. "How are you? Are you OK? Everything OK? Oh! And did you get a girlfriend already? You never tell me those things!" she asked with curiosity.

"Oh is that so? Well I'm sure dad will be glad to hear about that." Jack smirked a bit and took a seat in the armchair next to the couch, looking up to see what she had on the television. He rolled his eyes and sighed at the song that was playing, looking back at Ashley when she spoke again. "Oh? Well you are certainly Miss. Popular, so I bet a lot of the girls would be rather jealous of you." He smirked a bit and playfully tossed a pillow at her.

"Everything is fine. No, I haven't been seeing a girl in a few months. Plus, I wouldn't want to introduce you to her." He playfully stuck out his tongue.

"Yeah... he would go crazy" she giggled again "But mom would be fine with it, I think... I guess" Ashley giggled again, just a little more. She left her phone to a side just in time to received the pillow right on her bum.

"Oof!" she said, surprised but smiling at him. She left the pillow on top of her perky bum and simply wiggled her hips a little again. "Yeah... some girls are crazy jealous about me, they don't like how their boyfriends look at me, not my fault!" she said with a playful grin.

Then she listened to him, looking at him and rolling her eyes when he stuck his tongue out at her. "I'm not that scary!! I just don't want you going after some silly brunette... you deserve at the very least a blonde as cute as me" she said with a nod.


A young man with light brown hair and soft blue eyes, resembling his father. He has an athletic build, maintained through regular exercise and healthy eating habits. Personality-wise, Jack is modest and focused on his studies, although he still enjoys socializing. He has a charming smile and engages in playful banter with his sister Ashley, showcasing a friendly and teasing demeanor.

"Yeah... he would go crazy" she giggled again "But mom would be fine with it, I think... I guess" Ashley giggled again, just a little more. She left her phone to a side just in time to received the pillow right on her bum.

"Oof!" she said, surprised but smiling at him. She left the pillow on top of her perky bum and simply wiggled her hips a little again. "Yeah... some girls are crazy jealous about me, they don't like how their boyfriends look at me, not my fault!" she said with a playful grin.

Then she listened to him, looking at him and rolling her eyes when he stuck his tongue out at her. "I'm not that scary!! I just don't want you going after some silly brunette... you deserve at the very least a blonde as cute as me" she said with a nod.

Jack smiled a bit at her reaction, his eyes dropping slightly as she wiggled her hips at him, "Not your fault? I'm pretty sure I've seen you teasing some of the poor boys on purpose." He smirked a bit at her, watching her roll her eyes. He was slightly surprised to hear her opinion about who he should and shouldn't date. "Oh is that so? What if I'd prefer a cute redhead with freckles? Would you stop me from dating her?" He gave her a slight grin and he kept thinking about how she wiggled her bum at him just now.


A 15-year-old girl with green hair, signifying her bold and unconventional personality. She's confident, outgoing, and unafraid to express herself. Her style leans towards the edgy side, favoring shops like 'The Bunker'. She has an assertive demeanor and isn't shy about sharing her opinions or leading the way in situations. Jessi is also caring and protective of her friends, offering advice and reassurance to Liza throughout their shopping trip. Despite her strong exterior, she shows moments of self-consciousness and jealousy which hint at deeper insecurities. Her sense of humor tends toward teasing but can sometimes be misunderstood as being too harsh.

"That's not actually how the ''ouch'' parts work," meant Jessi with a grin as she led Liza into the large mall. For such a small town, well, not it wasn't a small town but certainly not a massive metropolis either, there was a rather massive mall here. And a very bustling one as well. And unlike so many other such institutions of American capitalism, this mall was still going strong. "If you are not ready for it, physically, and he goes in, it's still ''ouch''. But don't worry, I don't think that will be a problem, not because of how I know you. And if he is rough with you, boys can be idiots after all, you will tell me and I will rip him a new one, so don't worry."

Not that he would be rough with her, Jessi knew about Eric's prowess and experiences in the sack. Looking around, Jessi tried to find a specific shop but then turned to Liza. "Okay, I'd say clothes first, then the more interesting part, okay?"

Liza nodded in agreement, "OK, let's try... that one!" she said, pointing at a random shop. The store in question was called Nature's Wonders. The place had a hippy theme, with lots of tie dye and hemp; posters of bands from the sixties and seventies; as well as crystals, geodes, fossils, turquoise jewelry, and other oddities.

At first Jessi had been only too willing to go along with whatever Liza would decide, but when she pointed out Nature's Wonders, she immediately regretted that decision. "Urgh, please, no. Trust me, no, not that one. It can be fun, but you don't want anything from there. The sixties are over."

Silently, Jessi hoped that this would be enough to stop Liza from going there. But in the end, it was up to her; Jessi would follow her.

"Oh... OK." Liza said, self-conscious, embarrassed by her poor choice. "Well then... maybe... shoes? Mine are getting kind of old." Lifting up her leg to demonstrate, Jessi could see the truth of that statement. The shoe in question was a simple canvas; perhaps it had been a vibrant blue once, but now it was faded to a dingy blue/grey; the sole was bare in places from long use.

"Afterwards, we can go to The Bunker." Liza hoped a shop that catered to skaters and punk bands would meet with her companion's approval. She'd have put that particular store well down the list of places to visit, but Jessi knew the mall much better than she did, and more importantly, Liza didn't want Jessi to think less of her.

The moment Liza reacted, Jessi suddenly felt bad again. And she knew why. Because she had ruthlessly shot down the first choice of the girl. Great work, Jessi, how about you kick her down and kick her some more and then spit on her grave as well while you were at it? Feeling self-conscious and a bit embarrassed, Jessi only nodded at the next idea. And she was right; she really did need some shoes. "Sure, come one. I usually get mine either online or at Fresno's, they have a great range of different styles."

Leading Liza to the shop in question, Jessi fell into step next to her and looked around the mall for a moment before then saying, nearly mumbling, "Hey, you know, you don't need to act cool or anything with me, okay? I like going to The Bunker; it's my style, at least a lot, but I don't think it is something you actually like, is it? Soooo... how about we just... go where you want, okay? Well, anywhere but Nature's Wonder. And also, no, to any stores from which I am banned." Not that there were any, but hey, Liza didn't have to know that.

Liza considered what Jessi said for a moment, "Well I'm not the only one here shopping, you should get to go places you want too. And besides, I want to be less me, so that means hitting shops I normally wouldn't. You're right about that place though, it's not floating to the top of my list." She sighed then, avoiding eye contact as she continued "The thing is... I've always been... you know, a nerd. When other girls were playing with dolls, I was doing science experiments or looking through telescopes. That means I've never been big into makeup or earrings, and I can count the number of times I've worn a dress on one hand; in short, I've never been super girly. Lately though, I've really, really wanted to be... and I have no idea how, but I don't think a place that mainly sells metal band t-shirts and jeans that come pre-shredded is the place to start."

"So, nothing wrong with being a nerd," replied Jessi with a shrug as she led Liza into the shoe store of her choice. It was a strange thing to see her go there; one would think she would buy her shoes in a biker store or something. But no, Jessi was surprisingly demure in that regard. As she walked through the aisles and began to pick out flat shoes which looked like they could fit Liza. "Since Big Bang Theory nerds are suddenly sexy, as horrible as that show is. Oh, while we are at it..."

She then grabbed a pair of high-heeled shoes out of the rack, holding them in front of Liza. "Let's have some fun, okay?"

"Yay, lady stilts! I can feel my ankles breaking already." A sarcastic groan came as Liza eyes looked at the high heels. "I don't suppose they make like a Low Heels or something? You know, kind of a starter shoe, and you work your way up to something taller, as you learn not to fall on your face?"

As Jessi had been picking out more ladylike shoes, Liza had been eyeing sneakers and athletic shoes for more everyday use, grabbing two boxes as she went. One box contained a pair of Sketchers that were very similar to what she had on now, only black, with neon pink trim and laces. The other held a pair of white Reebok hightops, with laces in sky blue. "Party girl, or innocent angel?" she asked, holding each box in turn.

"Don't worry, can't have my little girl friend break her ankles on our first outing, now can I?", asked Jessi with a smirk and a wink and still packed the shoes she had pulled out. It was just to have some fun, not to actually buy them; she just wanted to joke around a bit. Then she stepped up next to Liza, eyeing the offered shoes critically. "Hmmmm... why not try both? I mean, you can be both, right?"

Seeing something in the corner of her eyes, Jessi turned around and grabbed a box from a shelve. "Here, try these on, okay? I think they could fit you rather well..." She held up a pair of jeans, rather simple red, with white laces.

"Aren't those a little... I don't know, plain?" Liza asked, taking them in spite of her protest and setting them in the other boxes: "Hey, I have an idea, hold on a sec!" With that, she disappeared amongst the shelves for several minutes looking for something. When she finally returned, she held a closed box. "These are the exact opposite of anything I'd normally consider; when I look at them, my first thought is 'no way, not in a million years'... so I'm going to try them."

"You'll want something plain and comfortable now and then, but they are bright red and thus easily catch the attention of someone looking at you without distracting them," replied Jessi before Liza ran off. Waiting for the girl, the green-haired teenager looked around the shop for something else to pick before the younger girl returned, holding a closed box. After the explanation, Jessi looked at her and said, "Sooooo... God dammit, don't torture me like that, you're worse than my brother. Come on, show me."

"Ta da!" Liza cried, as she lifted the lid, revealing a pair of black leather boots that would easily reach her mid shins. "Look, they lace up along the inner calf, which is different and kind of cool; they're tall enough to give ankle support, which is what I like about the hightops; and here, the heel's raised up, so you stand like in high heels, but the sole is all one solid piece, so it's more stable, that way maybe I won't fall on my face. It's a little bit of everything!"

Holding out the boots to Jessi for inspection, a hopeful look crossed the girl's young face.

"Hmmmm..." A strange look passed over Jessi's face as she slowly took the shoes and inspected them. It was a strange sight to see her like this, her face scrunched up in concentration, as if looking for a flaw or something, as if this was a very important science. Finally, she slowly nodded and let the boots sink. "I do like them, but I'm not sure they are your style. But hey, there is only one way to find out, ehh?"

With a smirk now spreading over her face, Jessi turned around and practically dragged Liza to a small stool. "Okay, time for the test."

Sitting, Liza slipped off her well-worn shoes before taking up one of the boots. It took her several minutes of flexing, wiggling, and straining before her foot finally slipped into the proper place, showing her inexperience with such footwear. Once in place, however, she was able to lace them up quickly by placing her foot on her knee, making access to the lacing easy. "They feel kind of weird, I'm not used to having something wrapped tight around my leg like this, and I think I splashed my jeans in a puddle somewhere because the cuffs are cold and wet, and pressed right up against my skin. Of course, I suppose that wouldn't happen if I were wearing these in the first place."

Putting both feet on the ground, she took a deep breath, "OK, here goes nothing... one... two... three!" As she quickly stood, Liza blinked in surprise, suddenly finding herself at eye level with Jessi. "Wow, that's different!" she said in a hushed, wondering tone.

At first Jessi was a bit mistrustful of these new boots for Liza, but as she slipped them on, she already saw that perhaps the girl was on to something. "Hmmm, I'd say don't wear jeans with them. Or very skinny jeans. You have the figure for that. You can do it... hmmm, but I'd say stockings, no ''fuck me stockings'' or anything but high-over-knee socks and either a skirt or some sort of shorts, exposing a bit of skin but not too much... or skinny jeans. You could rock that look..."

And then Liza stood up and suddenly was at eye level with Jessi. For a moment, she just blinked at her, then grinned. "Well, hello to the club of impossibly tall hotties. On the right, you will find the bar stocked with boy-toys, and to the left, is our very own spa-area."

She chuckled at her own joke but then simply smiled. "Looks good. If you can walk in them, that is, and do not do it like me at first and stilt around like a new born giraffe..."

Liza took a few shaky, wobbling steps before reaching out and grabbing Jessi to steady herself. "I don't know what you mean by ''stilt around'', but I'm guessing that was it; at the very least, I certainly feel like a baby giraffe. What am I supposed to do, just walk on my toes or what?! As for skinny jeans, are you sure that's a good idea? After all, I'm already skinny, aren't you worried about my legs imploding into a bony, black hole or something?"

What Liza hadn't noticed was that Jessi had been right; the heels had coaxed her nondescript backside into a small, tight, feminine heart shape. A shape that would no doubt be further accentuated by just the kind of jeans Jessi suggested.

Jessi let out a small giggle at the description as she laid her hands on Liza's arms to steady her, to allow her to stand properly. "Don't worry, everyone at first feels like that. However, there is someone I wanna show you..."

Keeping one hand on Liza's arm to keep her standing in the position she was and the other using to push Liza's face to the side, she more or less forced her to peek over her shoulder to get a glimpse of her backside in the mirror that was standing there. "Girlfriend, you have a rockin' ass. You only have to work it, trust me. With the right clothing, you will have every girl jealous of you."

To emphasize her point, she cheekily reached out with her hand and groped Liza's well defined backside, giving her a small squeeze before letting go.

"Careful, if your girlfriend catches you doing that, she's going to get jealous." Liza teased, as she considered what she saw in the mirror. She was actually kind of shocked; she'd always pictured herself as lanky and stork-like, or maybe more like a flamingo given the color of her hair. What the mirror showed her was not only more curved and feminine than she'd expected, but it also brought to mind something more predatory, almost feline. "Wow, I think I've bypassed girly and am now heading toward vivacious vixen!"

For a short moment, Jessi felt a surge of jealousy rise in herself as she watched Liza and heard her words. Why did this girl already have such a nice rump at this age while Jessi had to wait another year or two before filling it out nicely? No wait, it hadn't been like that, it was just... well, Jessi didn't have an older girl taking her shopping for this stuff. She had figured it out herself and only later. Yeah, that's it.

Pushing down these thoughts and pushing down the thought that Eric would be salivating upon the sight, Jessi stepped back and allowed Liza to take a good look at herself and gain a rise in her self esteem before saying, "Well, I wouldn't go that far yet. But you're getting there... no tigress, but a cute kitten already. I guess you'll take these boots, right? Then let's find you something else, more comfortable for every day use."

"Definitely, these aren't exactly the kind of thing you'd wear day to day; well maybe someone would, but not me." Liza replied as she sat, taking off the boots, "So, we are back to our three choices. The Nikes are leather, which, unlike canvas, will help keep my feet dry when it rains. The only downside is they're white, which is super hard to keep clean, but the white shoes with baby blue laces are what make them so cute."

Reaching out, she grabbed the black and pink Sketchers. "These are basically what I'm wearing now, just with an awesome new coat of paint. That means I'll still have freezing, soaked, possibly frostbitten toes, but at least I won't have blisters as my feet get used to them. That brings us to your pick; they're still canvas, so same cold feet problem, but they're hightops which I like; they're red, which is eye-catching, if maybe not quite as awesome as the neon pink trim; all in all, they're kind of in between options A and B."

"Then take all of them," replied Jessi with a shrug and then a small smirk found the way to her face. "Look, you'll have different days with different moods. One day you'll just want something simple and comfortable; some days you'll want to say ''here I am, look at me''. Trust me. You'll want different shoes for different occasions."

"That would be too expensive, I don't want my dad to have a heart attack when he sees the credit card bill!" Taking the boxes, Liza sat the Sketchers aside, stacking the other two with the boots. "That's still probably more than he'd like, but..." Liza shrugged, then took the stack. "Come on, let's check out, we've got a whole day of shopping and the whole mall to explore. The Bunker's next, then I'd like to get a nice blouse, or shirt, or something."

Following Liza out of the shoe shop, after they had taken back whatever they hadn't bought because Jessi was that kind of nice and that kind of girl, the slightly older teenager began to talk about clothing and just about anything really. It was just hanging out with someone else, nothing specific, just having a bit of fun. And then she ended with the words, "...and thus, at the end of the day, boys are idiots. They like us getting dressed up, but they say that they don't, and they couldn't place a finger on what they like, but they know exactly what they don't like."

"Isn't that kind of true for everyone, though? I mean I couldn't tell you exactly why I like half the things I like, but more often than not, I can clearly tell you why I don't like something." Liza replied. In truth, she'd only been paying half attention to what Jessi had been saying, as she was constantly distracted looking at the various shops around her.

At last, they came to a shop who's facade looked jarring and out of place amongst its neighbors, which was perhaps the point. Where the other shops filled their windows with mannequins to display their wares, this one kept its windows perpetually covered with steel shutters, bedecked with layers of graffiti, The Bunker emblazoned large, in stylized letters of green and yellow, taking center stage. Likewise, the door was also covered, but not by shutters. Instead, the door was almost entirely papered over, acting as a kind of volition board, with fliers for various bands; small fly by night clubs that seem to close a few months after opening; and the occasional party of dubious legality. As it happened, Liza spotted a flyer for her brother's band taped to the door, though she didn't mention it.

"Now, then, into the den of the lion, or something..." Jessi wanted to step into the Bunker, a place where she had shopped often enough, but as she stepped forward, she spotted a flyer on the entrance door. The flyer was nothing special, just the usual she always saw whenever she came here, but she made out a face she had seen before. Jessi stopped and gave the flyer a good look over, then turned to Liza and said, "Say, isn't that your brother's band? He just rose in my scale of how desirable he is."

Not that she actually wanted to date him, but he wasn't her type. Which was strange because he totally was her type, but he wasn't... well, he wasn't Eric. It would only make things even more complicated, thus she didn't even entertain the thought.

"Please don't, not even as a joke!" Liza said, slightly panicked, before leaning in close to whisper in Jessi's ear, "Mark isn't exactly the most discriminatory person when it comes to girls, and I'd rather not see my brother going to jail. Seriously, how do you think your parents would react if they found out you were seeing someone old enough to buy their own beer?"

That was actually a loaded question, and Liza hadn't even had any idea just how loaded it was. A few days prior, Jessi would have most likely replied that her parents would freak out and call the police, but now... well, her mom would most likely be glad about it and encourage the whole thing, thinking it would make Jessi more normal. No chance, no way. Well, not that Jessi would actually say this to Liza, not yet anyway. And thus overplaying this conflict inside of her, she chuckled and waved the whole thing off. "Don't worry, I'm just joking with you. I will not date him... just blow him up and let him do me, okay? But no dating."

And before Liza could reply, Jessi had already turned around and opened the door, sliding into the Bunker. And no, she wasn't fleeing from the younger girl's response; why?