The Bigger Picture

You stand there for exactly 17 minutes, you know this because from your frozen stance you could see the alarm clock beside your bed, before you hear someone enter your room. You hear the door swing shut and the overhead light comes on. Your father walks slowly around to your front and looks at you.

“You have to understand Jacob. There is a bigger a picture at play here. Your sister is a threat to our existence. The world’s existence. The other place cannot find a foothold here in our world son. If it does…it means the end of everything. Everything.” He emphasizes that last word as he steps closer. “I thought there would be more time. Time to explain things to you. After the library…it is usually months between her visits, I never knew she could appear again so soon.”

He hadn’t a clue all the things he didn’t know about her. He takes the phone and your keys from your pocket and places them into his. He mutters something and you notice the lights on your computer go dark.

“I have business tonight. We can talk about this in the morning. She won’t be able to get to you tonight nor you to her. I will send Ciara up later to see if you need anything. Don’t try to hurt her it won’t help you escape.” He moves around the room whispering incantations and tracing symbols through the air. After a moment the wall, floor, and ceiling glow orange for a second before dimming back to normal. He looks at you. “Please understand Jacob. I must protect my family. You would understand if you were a father.” He pauses before saying. “She’s not one of us Jacob. She is not human or monster…or Devlin. She is something entirely different, entirely outside, entirely alien. Don’t let her fool you. She…It is using you son. It doesn’t belong here.”

If you could punch him straight in the face you would, but you remain still as a statue.

He lets out a tired sigh and pats your stiff shoulder. “We’ll talk tomorrow.” He hugs you. “Sleep well son.”

With that he moves to the door, with a whispered spell he exits and the room falls into an abnormal silence. All you could hear is your own breathing. It is another 57 minutes before, all at once, you stagger forward under your own power at last. You spin and run for the door only to find it protected by an invisible field that would flash orange as you tried to push through it. Try as you might you could not grip onto the knob. You shout and pound at the door but the sounds are muffled and contained. You had the feeling nobody outside could hear a thing of what was happening inside. You move around, trying to find a weakness, to discover every exterior surface was covered by the containment spell. Even the spaces around the door were blocked. You couldn’t even open the curtains.

“Fuck!” You slam your fist into a flash of orange. From around the curtains you could see it was getting dark. You told Ves to meet you at the tower tonight. You HAD to get there somehow, you had to find out if she was okay.

Pacing back and forth you stew angrily. He didn’t even talk to you to find out your side. He treated you like an uppity child. You might not understand most things about this new world but you did have insights that he didn’t. He hadn’t even considered that. He didn’t know Ves like you did. How dare he say she didn’t belong here! How dare he call her an It!

You burn with humiliation and indignation at your father’s treatment of you. God it was awful moving like a puppet to his strings. And poor Trixie, she hadn’t a clue. She just wanted to talk to you about her gift and how you…

You stop mid-step, your eyes slowly scan over toward your dresser…the top drawer of your dresser. Father had taken your phone, killed your computer, and silenced the walls, but he didn’t know about Trixie’s gift! You hurry over and pull the jelly egg from the drawer. Hurriedly you begin to shape it into an ear and soon enough…POP! You had a huge magenta ear in your hands.

You go and sit on your bed as you lay the ear on your lap. “Trixie. It’s Jake. I was under a spell Trix. I didn’t have control of my body. I would never ignore you like that. You know that. I’m locked in my room and I need help.” Stroking the edge of the great ear you say in a happier tone. “Trixie, I…I didn’t mean do what I did this morning. I don’t know what came over me.” You take a deep breath…and confess the shameful truth you’d been denying all day. “But you know what…I…I had fun too. I shouldn’t have but…knowing you were watching me…while you were there in class, oh man, it was pretty hot. I can’t deny it. I came so hard. Ha! As you saw. Oh my God. Isn’t that terrible?” You chuckle with nervous embarrassed energy. “We’re so bad aren’t we? I’m the worst big brother ever.”

A bit of color catches your eye and you look to the door to see a pair of plump purple lips ooze out from the space under the door. “The BEST big brother you mean!”

“Get in here you!” You laugh. As always, Trixie could never stay mad at you.

Placing the ear to the side you sit and watch your slime sister ooze her way into your room as a shallow puddle before reforming into her adorable self. When Dad said he would send Ciara up later it gave you the clue that perhaps this barrier only worked on normies like you. Once her womanly shape was complete your sister scampers over and leaps onto your lap, the pair of you giggling and cuddling like you hadn’t seen each other in weeks.

“I’m sorry.” You say as you hug her and smooch her warm jelly cheeks.

“He he he he!” She titters and coos happily in your arms. “You really liked it? You really had fun?”

“Gah!” You blush. “Don’t make me say it again. Oh my god! We’re so bad!”

“We’re the worst! Ha ha ha ha!” She gazes up you adoringly. “Thank you for showing me your big fat juicy cock Jake.”

“GRRR! Stop that!” You exclaim. “All grown up or no I could still give you a spanking!”

“OOOOO! Promise?”

“Stop it!” You guffaw, she titters and wiggles as you hold her close. “Thank you for the present Trix. I love it.”

“Did you get my pictures? He he he! They’re pretty naughty. Even made a video for you in the women’s bathroom.”

“Errr…I never checked. You really shouldn’t have done…” Your eyes widen. “Oh shit, Dad’s got my phone!”

“PPPBBBBSSSTTTT!!!” She sputters and howls with laughter. “Oh no! Not Daddy! Ha ha ha ha ha!”

“Oh my God, he’s gonna kill us.” The mention of his name brings your mood down and reminds you of more serious things. “I gotta get out of here.”

“Let’s stay here.” Trixie chirps with a suggestive waggle of her brows. “Let’s play some new games. HE HE HE!”

“Stop that you!” You spank her butt. “The toy is one thing but that…behave yourself.”

“He he he!”

“Trixie, listen…” Over the next few minutes you explain everything to your little sister, everything about Vespera and how you had to go see her.

“Ohhhh.” Trix says. “I knew she was good! I knew she was one of us. Well let’s get out of here then.”

“Not so simple. There’s a spell on the door. I can’t get out…” You look at her cute smiling face. “…but you can.” Grabbing her by her dimpled purple cheeks you stare into her big red eyes. “Trix, I need to be inside of you.”

Her already overjoyed expression beams brighter and her warm body begins to melt in your hands. “Ohhhh Jake!”