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Chapter 28 by CilanEamber CilanEamber

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Escape

Danny’s stepbrother swallowed hard, his fingers twitching against the notepad’s worn leather. The air was thick with panicked breaths and the slick sound of shifting flesh. He licked his lips, the weight of the moment pressing down on him, the power coiled in his fingertips, the ink waiting to twist reality further. His pen hovered over the page, pulse hammering as he scrawled a single, feverish line:" As soon as we leave, another black guy will turn. And these girls will do whatever he says." The words vanished.

"Come on," he shouted at Danny, who quickly gathered her clothes, and pulling Sam along, who gathered hers too. The 2 girls quickly dressed, and as they left through the door, took one last glimpse at the former men.

The door creaked shut behind them, the muffled confusion of the transformed men fading as they stepped into the dark night. A shadow moved at the end of the drive, broad shoulders, a slow, confident stride. The black man from the notebook’s command. His muscles flexed beneath his tank top as he turned, his dark eyes locking onto Sam with an amused tilt of his head. Sam hesitated, then, smirked, running a hand through her tousled hair.

The man’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk as he stepped forward, his gaze lingering on Sam’s flushed face, and then down her shirt, at her very distinct cleavage. His voice was deep, smooth like honey laced with something darker.

"Well, well," he murmured, tilting his head. "Ain’t you a sight?" Sam’s breath hitched as his fingers brushed her chin, calloused yet oddly gentle. She should’ve pulled away, but her body betrayed her, leaning into the touch. Danny’s stepbrother

"Sam," he shouted back, voice tight, "Get a fucking move on!"

Sam blew a kiss at the broad-shouldered man, her full lips quirking into a smirk as she swayed after Danny and her stepbrother. The humid night air clung to her bare skin where the tank top rode up, her nipples still stiff beneath the thin fabric. The man just smiled, and made his way into the house, where he'd find a very fun surprise waiting for him. Once all in, Dannys stepbrother’s knuckles whitened on the steering wheel as he gunned the engine, the headlights cutting through the darkness.

The engine roared as the tires spat gravel, the headlights cutting through the thick night. Danny clutched the seatbelt across her chest, still too tight, still unfamiliar, her breath shallow. Her thoughts remained of the previous moments, between her legs, the mans cum still slowly leaked, she felt empty, and ashamed. Her stepbrother’s grip on the wheel didn’t loosen, his jaw clenched,

"So, do I get a thankyou?". The silence between them was heavy, broken only by Sam’s soft giggle in the backseat, her fingers tracing the memory of that man’s touch on her skin. Danny swallowed, her throat dry. She owed him. She knew it.

"Tha...thankyou."

Her stepbrother’s voice was rough when he replied. “You’re welcome.”

The car lurched forward as he floored the gas, the engine growling like a caged beast. Danny’s fingers dug into the seat, her knuckles white, the leather creaking under her grip. The headlights carved a path through the darkness, illuminating the twisted trees lining the road, their branches clawing at the sky. Sam giggled again, low and breathy, her fingers trailing down her own collarbone, lingering where the stranger’s touch had been.

“Mmm… wonder what he’s doing to them back there,” she murmured, her voice thick with something lazy and warm.

The car’s interior was heavy with the scent of sweat and lingering arousal. Danny’s stepbrother kept his eyes fixed on the road, but his grip on the wheel loosened just enough for his fingers to tap impatiently.

"Why do go with him?" Danny asked, quietly. Sam stretched lazily in the backseat, her tank top riding up further, the swell of her breasts pressing against the fabric as she sighed.

"Aaron promised me something fun," she murmured, tracing a finger along her lower lip. Danny’s stepbrother exhaled sharply through his nose.

"Fun?" His voice was a low growl.

Sam’s fingers trailed down her own throat, lingering where the stranger’s rough grip had been.

“Mmm, you wouldn’t get it,” she sighed, rolling her hips slightly against the seat, the friction making her breath hitch. “The way he looked at me, like he already knew what I needed.” Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, slow, deliberate. “Danny knows....”

Danny’s stepbrother’s knuckles went white again, the car swerving slightly as his foot pressed harder on the gas. The engine snarled in response. Danny swallowed, her thighs pressing together at the slick heat still pulsing between them, remembering what had just happened.

"But, youre a guy Sam, why would you willingly go off with him!?" Dannys step brother laughed.

"A guy? I've always been a girl!" Sam laughed, confused as to what she was being told.

"Mmm… you sure you don’t remember being a guy?" Danny murmured, her own memories of being male making her current feelings very confusing. "Lmao," Dannys step bro laughed, "Dude fucked your memories of being a dude out!"

The car swerved violently as Danny’s stepbrother yanked the wheel, tyres screeching against loose gravel before lurching to a stop in the shadow of trees. The headlights flickered against gnarled bark, illuminating the deep hollows of the woods like skeletal fingers reaching toward them. Danny’s breath hitched as the engine cut, leaving only the sound of Sam’s slow, amused exhale behind her. The seatbelt bit into her collarbone when she jerked forward, the leather still warm under her trembling fingers. Her stepbrother unbuckled himself with a sharp click, his voice rough.

"Well, I want a reward for helping you 2!" He grinned, pulling his dick out, "We're not leaving till I do."

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Back at Aarons, the man the gang walked past was having a lot of fun. He found it odd these babes were pretending to be his former friends, but once he had his dick out, they were like putty in his hands.

"This is the life!" He exclaimed, reclined in a seat, as the one who used to be Aaron worked on his huge cock.

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The other 2 girls served him, 1 cooking him food, and the other having a quick clean up. Naked of course.

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