Tainted Gestalt: Two Desires Make Jim, Jon, Ted, and Teresa Join In On the "Fun"

Jim opened the front door to his house to the sounds of grunting and moaning. Where was that coming from? And who was making the noises? He walked further into the house, more curious and less curious at the same time, if that was possible. The closer he got, the less he wanted to know who was making those sounds, but at the same time, he needed to know what was going on. He already saw that Rick had changed. And he had a haunting feeling that others might have changed as well. Maybe even his family.

Okay, he narrowed down the master bedroom as the place the sounds were coming from. He reached for the doorknob and was about to turn it, but hesitated. Did he really want to see what was on the other side of this door?

He took a deep breath, then opened the door. What he saw shocked him to his core. His 40-year old mother Cheryl and his 18-year old sister Edith were both Goths now, just like Rick. Pale skin, tattoos, and piercings abound. Cheryl's hair was short and spiky and dyed black. Edith had the right side of her head shaved, the left side long and hanging over her face in a sort of emo-style - the right side dyed blue, the left side dyed bright red. At the moment, they were both completely naked. Cheryl's hands were bound together behind her back and Edith was whipping her, sometimes hard, but sometimes playfully. She yelled out for their mother to eat out her pussy, and Cheryl gladly complied.

This was demented. What had happened to his family? He wanted them to stop, but he was so frozen in shock, that he couldn't voice anything. Instead, his right hand creeped down into his pocket, subconsciously, and touched the thing that had caused all of this - the piece of the tainted cube.

And then he heard a voice in his head, his voice. "I want them back to normal." It was true. So true. He wanted Rick and his family back to the way they were. Not like this.

But it wasn't just his voice he heard, he realized. He heard another in the background. And then it became clearer and clearer, until he could hear it as loud and clear as his own.

"So, I'm guessing you're looking forward to our usual session tonight, right?" Karyn asked, as Jon let himself into his own house. He almost tripped over a package that was sitting outside the door. Picking it up, he saw that it was addressed to him. Maybe this was his inheritance. He'd open it later. Right now, he had more important things to deal with.

"Usual session?" he asked, not understanding what she was talking about.

She gave him an odd look. "You know, Jon, ever since you picked up that cube, you've been acting really fucking weird. You okay?"

I'm acting weird? What about you? Jon thought. "Yeah, I'm fine," he lied. "So, uh, what do you have planned for tonight?" he asked.

"Well," she said, smiling. "I asked your mom if she'd like to join in, and she said she'd love to. I thought about starting off with a little bondage, then move onto ..."

"Wait, what? Karyn, what are you talking about?" Jon asked, stunned.

"Jon, seriously. What the fuck is up with you?"

Right at that moment, the front door opened and in walked Jon's 16-year old sister Zoe and his 10-year old brother Mikey. "Hey, Karyn. What's up?" she asked, more cheerfully than Jon had ever seen her. Zoe looked like a Goth, but there was nothing weird about that. It was how she was. But Mikey? He looked gothic too, despite being so young. Mainly, it was just a black T-shirt, black jeans, and black boots. And his hair was messy and dyed black with blue highlights. Nothing overboard, but it was still weird to see his little bro this way.

"Hey, you," Zoe smirked at Jon, then did something Jon didn't expect, or want. She leaned in and kissed him, on the lips!

Karyn noticed Jon's discomfort and definitely knew that something weird was going on with him. After all, why would a kiss from his sister affect him like this? Didn't they both fuck each other every now and then? Not intercourse, though. Jon's mother Linda forbade it, at least until Zoe became the proper age. Karyn knew that Linda was eagerly awaiting that day, which was only about two years away. Mikey was far too young to experience the pleasure of ****, but Linda allowed him to at least watch.

After Zoe and Mikey left the room, Karyn grabbed Jon's arm and pulled him towards her, breaking him out of his momentary shock. "Spill it, Jon. Tell me what the fuck is wrong. I know you. You don't act like this." Because of the change that happened to her, she was **** to love him, so she really did worry about him.

He wasn't sure if he should tell her or not. She may think that he had lost his mind. On the other hand, it might be nice to have someone to guide him through this messed-up world.

Ted looked back at the backseat again, then reached over and grabbed the cube that was sitting there.

"What the fuck is that?" Lauren asked, looking over at it, probably wondering how it got in her car. She had never seen it before.

"I'm not sure. It fell from the sky," he said.

She reached over and grabbed it, then looked it over in her hand. "It's just a fucking glass cube."

"Hey, keep your eyes on the road!" Ted yelled.

"Shut the fuck up!" Lauren yelled back. She swerved a little, almost hitting another car, as she sped past. "No yelling while in the car, unless we're fucking. You got that?"

"Y-yeah," he answered, feeling intimidated again. Man, this new version of Lauren could be scary sometimes.

Lauren looked over at Ted a moment longer, glaring at him, then suddenly heard a voice in her head. It was her voice. "I wish Ted had more in common with me and the kids." It was true. She had no idea why she was married to such a pussy. Lauren, Dan, and Allison were all Goths and had aggressive attitudes ... and then there was Ted, a total nothing. It was like he didn't even belong in their family.

"Hey, watch out!" Ted yelled.

For a moment, Lauren thought she heard another voice in her head, that of a boy, but just when she was starting to grasp what he might have been saying, she heard Ted. She turned and glared at him. "What the fuck did I tell you about yelling in the ..."

Then there was a loud clashing sound and everything went dark. Both got knocked out, thanks to Lauren's reckless driving, which ended in crashing into a car parked on the side of the road.

"Mom, stop," Teresa said. "Can't you see that this isn't right?"

"What's not right about it?" Janice asked, confused.

"You're against lesbian sex. You said gays and lesbians are perverted."

"When the fuck did I ever say that? Teresa, hun, you're not making any sense." She was getting worried about her daughter.

"Listen to me. Something happened to you. You're not supposed to be like this. And I think it's all because of that ..." She turned to point in the direction of her bedroom, but stopped when she realized that the cube was in the room with her. How did it get there? Did it move by itself? She walked over and picked it up, then turned around towards her mother, who was already getting undressed. "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Getting undressed. What does it look like?"

Teresa put the cube down and approached her mom. Janice as a Goth was nice, but the rest of it - it was just too fucking weird. Whatever that cube did, it totally changed her mom, physically and mentally.

"Just stop, okay? And sit down. I need to ask you some questions, and I hope you tell me the truth."

Janice begrudgingly did as her daughter said, then sat down on the edge of the bed and awaited Teresa's questions, whatever they may be.

Two pieces of the tainted cube connected to each other, an invisible **** binding them. Two voices were heard (Jim's and Lauren's), then generalized and combined into one voice, one desire. Then twisted a bit, due to the tainting of the cube. But since there were only two pieces of the cube being used, the granting of the desire would be limited.

From Lauren - Jim, Jon, and Ted would all become gothic versions of themselves, and have a desire for BDSM, but focusing on domination more than anything else. Teresa was already Goth, so that part wouldn't affect her, but she would suddenly have a desire for BDSM and mainly domination, as well. This change would not be reality-changing, due to the fact that only two pieces of the cube were used, so everyone would notice the change.

From Jim - Jim, Jon, Ted, and Teresa would all believe that the people who changed previously (after they touched the cube for the first time) were normally supposed to be Goths interested in BDSM and (for family members) interested in ****. They would still find the changes to their most loved ones (the sexier female bodies, love and lust towards them, and the narcissistic behavior) to be different, though. All four would notice their own new changes and realize that they're not supposed to be this way.

All of these "wishes" were then combined and granted, to all four of the universes, to the people who were bonded to the pieces of the cube - Jim, Jon, Ted, and Teresa.

Suddenly, Jim's appearance changed. One moment, he was dressed in a red T-shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. The next moment, he was dressed in a black T-shirt over a ripped nylon shirt, black leather pants, and black boots. He reached up, stunned, and touched the spiked collar around his neck, then the various piercings in his ears, and one in his nose. He looked over at his incestuous mother and sister. He never really liked that his family practiced ****. He always felt weirded out by it. But now, suddenly, he felt a longing for it. And not only that, he felt a desire for BDSM too. It was weird, but it was true.

Edith and Cheryl paused and looked over at Jim, stunned that he now looked totally Goth.

"Whoa," Jon suddenly said, his eyes going wide, looking down at himself.

"What is it this time?" Karyn asked, turning in his direction. "Whoa. How did you do that?"

"I don't know. It just ... happened."

Jon was now definitely Goth - pale skin, black T-shirt, black jeans, and black boots. He felt multiple piercings in his ears, a few in his eyebrow, at least two in his nose, and he even felt a piercing in each of his nipples. There may have been more, but at the moment, he was too stunned to go and discover them.

He was now just like his longtime Goth friend Karyn. She never expressed any desire for him to be Goth like her, but he always wondered if maybe if he became this way, she might be more interested in dating him. Not that he wanted to be a Goth, of course. He liked Karyn that way, but he knew it just wasn't for him. Well, so much for that. It looked like he'd be a Goth whether he'd like it or not. But it seemed that becoming a Goth boy wasn't the only thing that had changed. He suddenly had a desire for BDSM and **** that wasn't there before.

Jon had a feeling that the cube might have had something to do with these changes, but he didn't hear any voices in his head this time. So why was he different now?

"Hey, you okay, buddy?" a man asked, pulling the car door open as hard as he could. "Man, you're lucky to be alive." The man pulled the gothic-looking man out of the car, just as the ambulance was arriving.

Ted wouldn't wake up until after he got to the hospital. When he did finally awaken, he'd get a heck of a surprise.

"Whoa," Teresa said, feeling dizzy for some reason.

"Teresa, are you okay?" her mom asked.

"I think so," she answered. She felt different. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a desire to have sex with her mother, just like her mom wanted. She knew her mom and dad normally did this type of stuff (wild sex, sometimes with other men and women, and BDSM) and she was so grateful that her parents were Goths like her; they had so much in common. But she never really liked their urging of her to join in having sex with them. Or at the very least be involved in BDSM. It all felt so fucking weird and perverted to her. But now ... it all sounded so desirable. Weird, huh?