Mutiny!

With the spirit of adventure alive and the mood of the whole room lifted your thoughts turn to the missing piece of this otherwise wonderful family moment.

“We’ll find a better name for the ship, all I know is that she’s got the best crew ever.” Looking to El you say. “Go get Fiona. She should hear about this.” You laugh. “She’ll probably laugh at us for being so foolish.”

Elsie, her smile dimming just a little, glances to Aunt Peg. “Um…”

“Jesse.” Peggy gives your foot a squeeze. “It’s best right now if you and Fiona are kept apart.”

“What? No.” You look to your mom then around to the others, who all had a similar ‘hate to disappoint you’ expression. “But…she should be here with us.”

“Baby.” Mom brings your hand to her lips to kiss it. Patting it gently she says. “Until you’re strong enough to handle…erm…well, to handle taming it’s better for everyone if you two keep your distance. Just for a little.”

“Her being in the same room as you is probably what woke you from your coma.” Peg says. “She’s putting off pheromones like crazy right now. As are you. I know I sure feel it.” Around the room the ladies all nod their heads, confirming they were sensing your heat as well. “We have to do this correctly or she might hurt you.”

“Fiona would NEVER hurt me.” You say, surprising even yourself at the intensity of your emotion.

“Not on purpose.” Elsie says softly.

“You’re in heat, Jesse.” Peg says. “This is not a normal time. Her lust might drive her to do things she might not otherwise do.”

“Back home the clan would choose their top two candidates from a host of applicants to tame their Prince. The Warriors would undergo a grueling test of their strength and endurance followed by combat to the **** against the other, assuming the other survived the test. And only then would they be unleashed on the male.” Kazia explains. “Some Warriors prefer to claim their unbroken Princes via capture or conquest, but even they rarely let themselves loose on the weaker sex in that state without first ravishing a number of Workers to blunt their passion.”

“They sometimes fuck those poor sacrificial Workers to ****!” Chloe says with a funny, almost jealous, grin. “Can you imagine? What a way to go.”

“She’s half human though.” You say.

“That only complicates things.” Peg replies, her eyes lingering on El. “She’s not exactly the most…stable of us to begin with.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” You say, an irrational anger rising. “Fiona loves me!”

“Of course she does.” Mom says. “And she would never forgive herself if she accidentally hurt you. It’s for both your sakes.”

“You’re forgetting that I’m half human too! I’m not some twiggy waif she can break in half so easy. I wanna see her!”

“Jesse.” Your aunt says, her voice low and placating. “We’re not your enemy here. You want it to happen. She wants it to happen. We all want it to happen.”

Patting your arm Chloe adds with a sympathy pout. “We understand, Cuz. We really do. We all wanna run a train on you sooo bad…”

“Chloe.” Peg cuts off her silly daughter. “Listen. All we’re asking is for you to recover and get your strength up as we think about a way to properly wear Fiona down beforehand.”

“Family orgy!” Chloe and Kazia high five.

“Something like that.” Peg rolls her eyes. “I’ve got you on a serum that seems to be stabilizing things for the time being, though I am not sure how long I dare keep you on it. It’s not like I can test this stuff out here. It should do the trick for awhile, but if you’re having trouble coping spend some time with Elsie.”

“El?”

“I’m a Priestess.” Elsie says, her dark fathomless eyes gazing deep into yours. “Evidently I have…powers.”

“Powers?”

“Some religious mumbo jumbo. Folk tales and superstitions.” Peg says. “But traditionally priestesses can soothe troubled Princes. I haven’t had time to study it but there might be a nugget of truth in there. Counter acting pheromones or something? Who knows.” She pats your leg. “Just give me a few days to a week and we’ll get you and Fiona together, ASAP. Okay?”

“Um…okay.” You let out a long breath and **** your swirling emotions down again. The more they denied your big sister to you the more you found that you wanted to be with her, but what Peg was asking was more than reasonable. Especially with your safety at stake. “Okay.” You nod. “A few days. No problem.”

“She already knows to stay away from you. You just stay away from her and we’ll get it all figured out.” She smiles. “Taming only happens once in a man’s life. It’s not something to be rushed or taken lightly. We’ll make it an event to remember.”

“My little man’s special day.” Mom rubs your arm with pride.

“In the meantime I’d avoid any anal stuff.” Peg warns. “Mouth, dick, whatever else, do what you want with who you want. I’m sure you’ll find no shortage of volunteers.” There are smiles and nods all around. “But that sweet little virgin bussy? You just leave that be, Jesse.”

“Pfft! Aunt Peg!” You laugh. “Did you just say…bussy!?”

“The proper scientific terminology I assure you.” She winks.

“Ha! Okay. Got it. No Fiona, no butt stuff.” You say. “But…can I at least talk to her over the intercom?”

“Of course.” Peg pats your leg. “I’m sure she’d really like that.”

“Yeah.” You sigh. “Me too.”

“Alright.” Chloe turns around from a cabinet built into the wall with a surgical mask covering the bottom half of her face. Poorly fit as it was her breath causes her thick spectacles to fog. Slipping into a disposable white smock she says. “The poor man has suffered enough.”

“What?”

“As ship doctor I am diagnosing this patient with the bottom blues and an acute case of blue balls.” She snaps on a pair of surgical gloves.

“I concur, Doctor.” Peg nods. “I’ve rarely seen a worse case.”

“Ohh, that sounds serious.” Mom says.

El giggles. “Is it terminal, Doc?”

“We’re lucky as it not too advanced.” Chloe says, deadly serious, as she approaches with her hands held up like a surgeon. “There is a procedure, though it is risky. Definitely messy.”

“Y’all are nuts.” You chuckle.

“The poor man’s delirious. This is more advanced than I thought.” Chloe says gravely. “I’m going to have to go in now. Hold him down.”

“Hey!” You protest as you family each takes a limb to hold you down onto the bed. Mom, standing now, held down your right arm, Elsie your left, Peg was on your right leg and Kazia on the left. Just behind Elsie your loyal pooch watches and laughs at her insane new family at play. “Hey! I’m the Captain!” You say as you struggle, though not so hard as to actually escape. “This is mutiny!”

“Sorry Cap’m, it’s for your own good.” The ‘doctor’ says.

Chloe grabs the blanket and with a dramatic flourish tears the blanket from off of your naked body.