Siblings Luke and Lana Reich

Stacy had shoved Wendell out the window well before dawn. It was dark and cold so he was missing the warmth he'd had in her bed. He was also not keen on following her instructions. She'd commanded him to walk over to the walking path behind Arlen Hall in the dark, and wait for her. She had something planned for two very rich, very smug students named Lana and Lane Reich. He was trudging along the cold sidewalk listening to the scattering leaves blow about in frosty gusts that truly confirmed that winter would soon be here.

Why the hell am I doing this? Why am I doing any of it. I'm fine and normal right up until she tells me to do something. I've done more freaky shit in the last two days than I've ever done in my entire life. I gotta get that ray back or smash the thing or something...I'm turning into a total loser. Well, a bigger one than before.

Wendell walked along seeing the night air make his breath visible. He was halfway to his destination, when began to pass the men's dorm and he stopped.

I could just go inside. I could go in and get in my bed and try to forget the whole thing. But...Stacy wouldn't like that....Who gives a shit what she wants? God, I've never been more...more...more weak and slavish and single minded in my entire life. I let Hank fuck me just to make her happy.

Wendell looked at the cold sidewalk stretching out before him, and then to the warm light just inside the dorm's entrance. He started marching up the steps, to the dorms, but when got to the door and began to think about Lana and Lane, he stopped.

Those two could use a good humbling. Yeah, but that's not why Stacy dislikes them. She's a bully too... Still...they did light their cigarettes off of burning cash in front Kyle Horne when he lost his scholarship. Lana basically bought her beauty pagent win. And their mom got Lane out of that steroids scandal. Alright...I'll go. Just to see these two get it. But it's not gonna be like last time. I'll keep my cool, and help out, but I'm not going to fall apart like last time. No way.

Wendell turned away from the door and started back down the windy, cold sidewalk path to the back of Arlen Hall.

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Wendell waited for almost an hour. He wasn't sure why he waited, he just knew that Stacy would be here, at some point. The wind blew; a couple dogs barked; some planes flew over head; and the sky began to lighten. Wendell leaned against the brick exterior of Arlen Hall, just off the sidewalk, in the grass with his arms crossed.

If she's not here by dawn, I'm gone....Who am I kidding? I shouldn't be here in the first place. I know she's gonna make me wear Lana. And I'm going to have to do some...base disgusting thing. Fuck...and I want to. Why though? It's because cumming as a woman is good right? It's not for her...is it?

Wendell shifted and as the sky started to become grey with early morning light, Stacy arrived. She strolled around the corner, in a black coat and jeans with small round sunglasses. She was smoking a cigarette and then caught sight of Wendell. She took slow, playful steps over to him. Stacy made a show of cocking her head and studying Wendell from head to toe. When she was right up next to him, she took a long, slow pull off of her cigarette. Wendell said nothing, he just looked at her in silence.

"You're coming along very nicely Wendell. You waited, and you stayed quiet, even though I wasn't around." Stacy said breathing out her smoke. Wendell could actually feel a little blood go to his cheeks at the compliment. "Lana and Lane," Stacy said coldly, flicking the ash off of her cigarette. "I've got a mouth, but these two are complete cunts. Lana used to fool around with Guy Hamm, and Lane used to go out with Marcie. That's how I met them." She took another pull off of her cigarette. "And I wouldn't bother with them...except for the fact that Lana suggested I get a boob job."

That's it?

"I don't need surgery to look good Wendell; I'm already damn fine. Lane however hasn't really done much to me, he's just a shit anyway." She flicked away the butt of her cigarette and then leaned up on the wall next to Wendell, copying his posture. "I'm going to wear Lane, and you're going to wear Lana."

"I figured."

"Shh," she said, and then continued dryly, "we're going to fuck in front their mother. The sight of her two youngest, going at it should probably cause quite a stir in the family. It may not ruin them, but she might not protect them as well anymore. Plus, I want to test out sex as man." She pulled out another cigarette and a lighter and started lighting up. "Any minute now," she said into her cupped hands with the cigarette in her mouth, "the two are gonna jog past this building like they do every morning." She took the now lit cigarette out of her mouth, then she pulled out the raygun from her coat and brandished it. "And when they do...we'll be right here."