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Replacement Battery.

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May 24, 2009
He had no idea.
Absolutely none. He had no idea of what his life would become. There was little in the way of the world to tell him. His future, according to himself, was outlined already. In two years, he'd finish his undergraduate degree, go to medical school. In between that and becoming a doctor, he might get married. If he had time. . . Time was a slippery thing to Jack Bode.

In that in it kept slipping away.

But he didn't, couldn't know what would happen to him, his life.
He never would expect it.
Fate had decided to screw with him.
And it had a very sick sense of humor.

He was single at the time despite his thin, aristocratic face, pale skin and dark hair. His eyes, however, were the real lure. Storm gray and striking under dark eyebrows, they made him handsome. He was, unfortunately, deemed 'nice' by every girl he met but never in a romantic sense. He'd had one relationship and that had fizzled because he had no idea how to act and he was too nervous to try. They remained friends. All Jack had were friends. . . And a stalker. The stalker was nothing to worry about; she was harmless, so far.
Right now, Jack was walking home after a lonely dinner, pondering that he could have asked his stalker out. It would be a change from the loneliness and she was pretty. But he hadn't the energy at the time and it was difficult to say when he would.

But the loneliness had its charm. No one to report to, no one really expecting things. . . The freedom to lead his life. . .
 
"Any biters?" Asked a long black haired, curvy female as she walked over to her sister on the computer, breasts resting on the other girl's shoulders. She had the perfect hour glass figure, with breast and hips to spare.

"Get those melons off me, Piper!" Screamed a the annoyed sister at the computer. She looked a little younger the her black haired sister, Piper. She was 19 years old with choppy shoulder length copper colored hair. "Would it kill you to wear a bra?" Quinn was the computer magic specialist. Her powers could instantly connect with anything electronic. The Internet had always been her biggest weapon. "I just sent out a message asking for a guy to webcam with us, it's only going take a few minutes till we get some horny pervert." She looked over to Piper. "Perfect, right?" She laughed at her own genius.

" Well hurry up. I need to get laid bad, I can barely lift 10 pounds." Her eyes glowed with magic, from across the room a novel floated though the air till it reached Piper's out reached hand. The black haired sister laid back on massive bed, getting ready for some relaxing reading. The bed in question was the size of two king size beds pushed together. The three girls were very close, they had always slept together. Ever since they were children they had been like that. Even though their house was more then large enough for all of them to have 5 rooms to themselves.

Aeryn, the youngest sister, was already asleep on the other side of the bed. She had short curly blonde hair with a soft angel like face. She was already almost 18 but because of her baby face she offend as asked is she was 16.

All three girls were extremely attractive, they looked like they jumped off the cover of top fashion magazines, but under those cute faces were wicked witches. It had been nearly two weeks sense their last battery died, without it the girls wouldn't be able to use their magic. So out went the email to hundreds of mail boxes...the first man to get on MSN with them would become the new battery.
 
Jack, upon reaching home, felt exhausted. He had been agonizing over things as usual but this time he's nearly worked himself into a frenzy. He would never know why his boss needed him to come in Saturday morning when Jack's hours and contract said he wouldn't have to work weekends. His boss, however, threatened to suspend him without pay if he didn't come in. And that's how the world worked, apparently. Contracts were guidelines. Jack decided it wasn't a big deal after much debate on whether filing or complaint or not. He began to change into more comfortable clothing, so he could go to bed soon. He didn't have much to do tomorrow except go to work but that wasn't a real problem. He always slept early, was up early.

But he decided to check his e-mail first.
And there were the usual sort of random e-mails and spam. . .

And then an e-mail about a webcam.
Jack opened it and was greeted with a picture of three, very beautiful, women.
Well, simply beautiful didn't cut it. These woman were near perfect in every way.
From the top of their head to their feet, they had an almost otherworldly appearance.

And they wanted to talk to him.
Do naughty things over the cam with him.
That was something to think about.
Jack typed a reply, hoping they would see it soon and reply.
He was very suddenly excited. He dug out his camera and hooked it up. He couldn't believe what he was doing; he'd never had the idea or chance of doing anything with complete strangers before. It lent a certain edge to the activity. And he would get his itch scratched, too.
 
"I got one!" shouted the red headed computer master as the new message appeared on the glowing computer screen.

"About time!" Exclaimed the busty sister as she hopped up from the bed. "Hurry up and get him over here, my pussy can't wait any longer."

Quinn shivered as Piper once again placed her massive breasts on her shoulders. " Get off of me!!" Piper did was she was told with an amazed expression.

"You're just jealous."

"Oh whatever!" She changed the subject. "He just accepted the webcam invite...I can get him now." She waved at the camera and to her next play thing. A second later she covered her hand over the cam, the screen that connected them went black for a moment. Then...as if out of some scifi horror movie, a hand appeared on his screen. At first it just appeared as a 2D image but it began to push through the screen as if it were made out of jello. Once the hand broke though, the now very rubbery screen, it grabbed onto the shirt of the man sitting in the chair.

"Come this way darling, I won't hurt you."

But there was no face to match the dismembered hand and voice. Without wasting another second it's twisted and locked around the collar his pj shirt, pulling him though the portal in the computer.

The next thing he saw was two beautiful women standing over him.
 
Jack for a moment thought he'd been slipped acid.
A hand came out of the screen as soon as a connection had been established for the cam chat. It was a pretty hand and came with an even prettier voice. But he had no idea of a face or anything of that sort as the hand had slowly pushed itself out of the monitor and latched onto his shirt. And before he could react, he was pulled into the computer screen.

He must have blacked out.
Jack's eyes opened slowly. He peered around, he didn't recognize anything. Was he in the computer? Had he never left the bar? Imagined everything? That's when he saw the two women. They were visions, they had to be. Each was almost too perfect for reality.
One of them had to have been the hand and the voice.

Which one?

"Where am I? How did I get here?"
 
"Ohhh he's IS cute!" Exclaimed the lusty older sister.

"This is your new home," The red head said as if she was giving a lecture to someone much younger then her, even though they looked about the same age. "from now on you our the new battery for my sister's and I." Quinn began to strip of her clothing without any farther explanation. Her milky white breasts pushed against her light blue lacy bra, her panties were matching. She looked more like a fantasy then anything that could be real.

"I get first dibs," Willow was already making quick work of pulling off his pants while he was still too confused to fight back.

Quinn shrugged, not really wanting to fight her sister on this. "But I'm the one that got him here. I should at least get some juice, don't be selfish." And she had to admit that she was feeling rather horny herself. It felt like forever since she last had a cock inside her. Having a ungodly sex drive didn't help either.

"Fine." She said reluctantly, then turned her attention to the new slave. " Get on the bed." Now this sister began to strip away the small tank top she had been wearing over her large yet firm breasts. She began to her soft pink nipples, almost instantly they grew hard and erect. She looked at him with bed room eyes as she waited for him to crawl onto the huge bed. Quinn had already sat down on the bed, waiting for him.
 
"New home? Now wait a-" Jack was suddenly cut off as one of the women began to strip off her clothes. There was little else said and Jack simply gawked for a moment. He then managed to bring himself back to the matter on hand, "Look, I don't know how you kidnapped me or even why you kidnapped me in the first place but I am not staying here. I've got a job, things to take care of and most importantly, my own place." Jack was still trying to make sense of this, two beautiful women and he'd somehow been dragged here through a computer.

"New battery? How's that supposed to work?" Jack mumbled as he suddenly realized just how this 'battery' business was supposed to work. Well, he didn't realize it, he was stripped of his clothing, leaving him in no doubt.

"No, I am not getting on the bed until you tell me a little more about why and how I'm here." Jack sat stubbornly on the floor, looking up at the bed, "I don't take orders from anyone."
 
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