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deliliah

deliliah

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New England
Ashley had just finished her classes for the day. So far her college life was a little less troublesome than highschool life. She made it through her freshman year with a good average. Her parents were proud.

Oh speaking of her parents.. she opened up her cellphone, she had a shopping list from her mother. Since her parents were going away for a three-day weekend, she had to make sure they had plenty of food, at least healthy food. Ashley herself was safe when it came to healthy food, and her brother wasn't bad... but their mother didn't trust him to eat right if she didn't provide the good stuff. And by good, she meant healthy.

She stopped by a little sunglasses carousel, and checked herself in the mirror, she was happy with her look. Sure it was just a pink top with a nice v-neck, a pair of jeans and cute sneakers... her breasts seemed a little lager than they were as they were 30Cs, but since she was short at 5'1, they seemed a little bigger on her frame. And her top certainly didn't make it look over-emphasized. She played with a couple sunglasses deciding that she didn't like any of them.

She checked out at the front and made her way to the car. She put the groceries in the back seat, and as she started the car, she to a text message from her brother. Apparently there had been some accident, 'nothing to worry about' but he didn't feel safe driving home.

She checked the GPS on her dash and replied, ' I'm at the grocery store, be in parking ot A in seven minutes'
 
Zack looked down at his phone and nodded. Good, Ashley was coming to get him. He looked around the lab one last time to make sure he'd cleaned everything up completely. His white dress shirt was still slightly wet and had a few cuts in it from the broken glass, and his hair and skin still had a few wet spots, but otherwise he still looked fine.

He felt strange, though, even aside from the embarrassment. He thought he was close to a breakthrough in his experiment--and then it had literally blown up in his face. His head was swimming ever since being drenched in the green bubbly liquid, so he'd decided it would be wise to get a ride home.

He stepped out into the parking lot shortly before Ashley had said she would be there. With a sigh, he turned his head to look for her car.
 
She pulled into the parking lot, and tarted driving toward the side entrance that led to parking lot A. She saw him looking out at the paring lot probably looking for her.

She pulled up right in front of him, put the car in 'park' and rolled down the window, "Hey Zack-da-bratt" a name she's teased him with since they were kids, "you okay? not like yo to need a ride home." She saw his shirt was a bit discolored and wet... she wondered if he threw up... She partially grew annoyed, but tried to hide it as the thought of him asking her for a ride so he wouldn't get vomit in his car. She slowly reached to the side and pressed the unlock button.
 
Zack rolled his eyes at the nickname, though he knew she didn't mean it as an insult. He shrugged when she asked if he was okay. "I think so. Something went wrong in the chemistry lab and I got the results all over me. It's mostly dried up now, I'm just feeling a little off, so I didn't think I should drive." When she unlocked the door he opened it and slid into the passenger seat. "Thanks for coming. I'm sure it's nothing. I just want to be careful."

Once in the car he continued to think about what had happened, trying to figure out what the problem was and what effects this stuff might have. Probably nothing too severe--this lightheadedness should pass before long. He couldn't help noticing that he was starting to get a little horny too, and that was an annoyance he didn't need right now.
 
She smirked when she saw him roll his eyes. he explained what he was doing and why he didn't feel safe to drive, "Well that's what little sisters are for. Do you want to go to a hospital or anything?"

She waved her hand under her nose. but adding a little humor, "I mean wow, that smell is intense. Are you sure its safe to breathe?" She put the car into drive and pulled out away from the curb. and as her fut shifted the clutch she was surprised at a moistness between her legs...
 
He shook his head. "No, I'll be fine. It's not toxic or anything. Let's just go home so I can rest for a little bit." He was glad she wasn't giving him grief over it. The embarrassment of having ruined the experiment was enough.

As she drove he caught himself sneaking a peek at her. What, he wondered, would make him do that? She was his sister, and thus off limits. But he couldn't deny she was good looking, and more so than he'd realized before.
 
"Alright." She said feeling a bit distracted by the unusual horniness building up in her mind and body. She found herself playing with the stick even when she was not shifting. its like the idea of playing with a cock was forefront in her mind.

it wasn't a long drive. But it seemed forever. The smell never went away, she figured she would stop noticing an intense smell after a few minutes, it never went away. At the same time she was hornier than ever. And she was half-surprised the stick-shift hadn't blown its load yet. She pulled into the driveway. "Wanna bring int he case of water, please?" it was heavy and she could get the other bags by herself.
 
His eyes caught her hand caressing the stick while she drove. It was almost as if she was touching her boyfriend, and he found his mind wandering to imagining it was his own cock in her hand.

"Sure," he answered her request, shaking off the stray thoughts. He stepped out of the car and hoisted the case out, then headed for the door into the house.
 
She walked into the kitchen behind him. She saw their father playing with a computer in the living room. "Hi Daddy!" He greeted her back. and made a comment about how horrible the food I picked out smelled, "Don't blame me, blame Zack-da-bratt." Then Mom came down the stairs, and made another comment, "Zack doused himself with something at work... school.. whatever..."

Ashley poked her brother int he chest with one of her fingers, "You need to shower." though she had an odd feeling that the smell wouldn't just 'go away.'

"I'm going up stairs." And she left her brother and her parents in the living room, went into her room and closed the door. the smell seemed to follow her. She turned on the music in her room and laid down on her bed... A smell on her finger was attracting her... She sniffed her finger, and gasped, then inhaled deeply and her free hand went to her vagina... rubbing gently.

A half hour had passed, and she stopped for a moment.. she was hearing a low thumping sound... bump bump bump... coming from her parents room... weird...
 
Zack nodded regretfully at the comments about the smell. "Yeah, yeah. No one would be making fun of me if it had worked. I just have to figure out what went wrong." As he looked at the three other faces around him he thought he saw a strange look to them, though he couldn't place it.

When Ashley went upstairs he talked with their parents for a little while. They were acting oddly, as if they were distracted by something. The moment he went into the bathroom to shower he heard footsteps rushing up the stairs and wondered what they could be up to.

While in the shower he thought some more about what was going on. The smell was obviously noticeable even though by now he didn't notice much, and he realized the slightly heightened desire for sex continued even after he had cleaned the liquid off of himself. And then he noticed that as he concentrated on it, the feeling got stronger, as if he could control its intensity.
 
She almost didn't believe her parents were havin sex, like they didn't do that.. well not when her and zack were around. they couldn't be... She stood up and left her room for a moment, she slowly tip toed over to their bedroom. The door was open, and she looked in... That was a mistake, she didn't need to know her mother liked it on her hands and knees..

As she waled by the bathroom she smelled the scent again... She needed to cum...

she went back to her room, and started playing with her pussy again... not enough. She reached into a drawer and pulled out a little vibrator and started using it to play with her clit... oh that was relief... She smiled as she brought herself closer to an orgasm. She looked over and realized she needed to close her door... oh. she could have a first orgasm first...
 
Zack got out of the shower in time to hear the noise from his parents' room. Seriously? They were doing this with him and Ashley right there, and just when they should have been getting ready to leave? Before he could think much about it, though, he heard something from his sister's room too.

Walking over to her door, he caught an eyeful of something he had never expected to see. She was going to town on herself with a vibrator, and from the looks of things she was close to an orgasm. He watched in stunned silence until she came, then hurried downstairs so she wouldn't see him.

What the hell is going on, he thought, that made everyone act like this? It couldn't be a coincidence. Something about what he'd gotten on himself was causing this. And could he really be able to control it? He decided to test it on Ashley once she came down. He wanted to know what was going on...and he had to admit that watching her touch herself had been quite a bit of fun...
 
She came. it didn't take long with how horny she was. but she stood up and closed her door. She tried to focus, but that smell was still there... She spent the next couple hours playign with her pussy until she heard footsteps going down stairs, then up stairs then down. Mum and Daddy were getting ready to leave.

She needed to say good bye. But not wearing those undies. She changed her panties, fixed her hair and wandered down the stairs. There was an awkward silence fro hr parents. As if they knew that we new they just had very loud sex near them. Ashley blushed too, not sure if they had heard or seen her either. She said good bye to her Mum while her father said goodbye to Zack. then they switched, had a couple hugs and kisses. and they were off for their weekend getaway.

When she saw them drive down the road, she walked back to Zack, "Dood..." the way she started a conversation whenever he dropped the ball, "... What the fuck did you spill on yourself? I gave me a..." she paused for a second... an orgasm? a high range libido? the knowledge that her Mom gt fucked on her hands and knees in the middle o the day? "... a huge fucking headache." yeah.. that's it..
 
Zack continued to think while he sat alone downstairs. Every time he tried to force himself to concentrate on either strengthening or weakening his desire for sex, it seemed to work, and he even seemed to be getting better at it as he practiced. He couldn't explain it, but there seemed to be no other explanation--something about what he'd spilled had somehow caused him to be able to control this. Now the next question was whether he could control its effect on other people too. Weakening the effect so he could concentrate, he realized it could be a fun way to get back at Ashley for making fun of him. Make her uncontrollably horny and then stick around her so she couldn't do anything about it...he refused to notice the voice in the back of his mind that tried to warn him about the risk that he might react differently once it happened.

He said goodbye to his parents when they left, doing his best to ignore what they all clearly knew. And then Ashley asked about what it was, and his answer was at least partially honest. "I don't know. It was supposed to be a cleaning solution, but...those don't explode." He pretended not to realize she was lying about the effect it had on her. "Are you feeling any better now that I've washed it off?"
 
She shrugged her shoulders and walked into the room, "I guess its not so bad right now. but I had a head ache in my room. You didn't leave those clothes in the bathroom hamper did you, might stink up the whole upstairs..." She sat down next to him, and reached for the television remote and turned it on.

She was still a bit horny, but not like she had been just a little while ago. What kind of cleaner was it? Make a mess, then realize you have to clean the mess- cleaner? "Well becareful next time. I do worry about you... Zack-da-bratt." She said with a laugh at the end.
 
He nodded in approval at her feeling better. Good...it wasn't so strong now. The next step would be to see if he could turn it back up. "No," he replied, "I threw them away. Obviously nobody liked that smell, so I don't want to worry about it." But that was fine--he knew how to create the stuff again if he ever needed it. "Yeah, you got it. I just need to figure out what I did wrong." He turned to watch the TV, and as he did so he focused his thoughts on strengthening the smell again. Time to see if it would work in that direction and how well he could control it.
 
She was sitting there, and she found herself inhale deeply. She wasn't sure why, but she liked sitting net to her brother.

"We should do this more often." she said, as she folder her arms an left thumb payed with her right nipple.


(ooc: Well, maybe the pheromone itself doesn't have a scent. just the chemical that started it?)
 
"Sure. I know we're both busy, but I bet we could find time now and then." He quickly peeked over at her hands and saw her touching her nipple lightly. Excellent, it seemed to be working. He tried to turn the effect up a little more while still doing his best to seem to be ignoring her. He began to wonder how far he could push it before she wouldn't be able to resist doing something that would reveal her condition to him, and how she would try to deal with it.

(Yeah, I think that makes more sense.)
 
She breathed in deeper yet again, as if something in the air ha changed, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She felt flushed, her cheeks burning, she was getting horny again.

her nipples were harder than they had been in a long time... well maybe not that long, but they were almost sore from being so erect. She stood, up, she needed to snap herself out if this. "gonna grab a snack, do you need anything?"
 
Well, it sure seemed that he had his answer. He could see her nipples harden even through her top, and then she was trying to get away from him. "Um, sure...maybe just a drink." He wasn't letting her get away that easily. He waited just until she got out of sight, then stood up himself. "Actually, why don't I come look at what's in the fridge." With that he stepped into the kitchen behind her, giving his newfound power just a slight additional nudge.
 
She opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water... a heard him step in behind him. "Remember: healthy snacks.." She teased.

As she started to walk back, she saw a bunch of bananas. and smiled. Something about it really appealed to her, "Got my snack..."
 
Bananas...an interesting choice. It certainly didn't prove that his efforts were working, but it was an interesting coincidence. He didn't remember her being a fan of them before, so the fact that she would choose something in that shape could be a sign. He tried to nudge the power up another notch as he picked up a bottle of water for himself. After surveying the fridge for a few moments he decided he wasn't interested in any food right now. "Oh well, I'm not all that hungry anyway. Want to see if there's anything good on TV?"
 
She sat down and waited for him, he had no food when he returned and asked if she wanted to watch something. "Thoughts what we were looking for." she said almost sarcastically.

Her fingers danced with the banana for a few minutes while she tried to focus on the television. She found her fingers stroking the banana absent-mindedly. She continued doing this for a little while. After she felt like they cycled through the channels a couple times she started to peel it back. and closed her eyes and gave it a small lick. not the normal way she usually treated a banana, but her mind was more in the gutter right now than it had been since she was eighteen...
 
"Well, yeah. But I don't always trust that what you pick will be good," he said with a teasing wink.

Watching her with the banana, he found himself noticing a bit of a stirring in his pants. Not only was it fun to watch her react to his manipulations without realizing what was happening, but it was starting to excite him too. He nudged it even a little more, shifting on the couch to turn himself just slightly more toward her, then pretended to be just noticing her activities. "Taste okay?"
 
She didn't respond to his comment about trusting her judgement.

She continued licking at the banana for a little while. Somehow this seemed the way to do it. And was completely absent-minded on how she was doing this and how not normal this was, she just felt her arousal building. Then he interrupted her... She blushed, "I think so..." She said as she started to eat the banana normally.

She looked at his crotch, "You have a boner."
 
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