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Anomalies By Anon Allsop Laughing and about half drunk the two of us staggered home, my cousin and I had been celebrating our 21st birthdays together. We were each born about a week apart, my birthday was actually earlier but what the heck... anytime we could party, was a great time indeed! As we walked, we fell down an embankment and laid at the bottom even though we were in pain, we felt nothing. Still chuckling about the fall this time Keith stood up and grabbed my by my collar and elbow and pulled me to my feet with little or no effort at all. I wasn't surprised that Keith could throw me around like he did, at 6'6" 238 pounds compared to my paltry 5'6" and 135 pounds, he had me by 100 pounds anyway. We were buddies from way back and always had a real good time whenever we got together, it has always been that way... wherever you would find Keith, Ted would be somewhere around or wherever you found Ted, Keith would be there too. This time was no exception... except for being drunk. He yanked me to my feet and threw me over his shoulder and carried me back up the hill toward my home. I was laughing so hard that tears were forming in my eyes as he deposited me on the ground with a thud. He fell to his knees rolling over onto his back laughing hard. I couldn't remember what the heck we were laughing at in the first place but it was one of those times where everything was funny. He lay there wiping his eyes and tried several times to ask me a question but only lost it is his stupor. When he finally composed himself he told me, "You know Toad, we should've had the ice cream after we ate supper at that Mexican restaurant." Between laughs I asked, "Why are you saying that... I didn't want any ice cream." Cause... cause when... (More laughing) when we... (More laughing) take a shit and our... (More laughing) assholes are on fire... (More laughing) we can say, come on ice cream! (More laughing) That'll put the ol fire out! (More laughing)" He lay there laughing at his own pathetic joke wiping the tears from his eyes. I had raised myself onto my elbow and with his stupid joke, threw myself back down on the ground. "Hey man, don't quit your day job just yet!" (More laughing). I rolled over on my stomach and tried to stand but collapsed back down on the ground. I could hear him get to his feet and start walking over toward me... "Come on, Toad... get to your feet!" He grabbed me by my belt and raised me off of the ground and started walking. I could do nothing but hang there and dangle my arms and legs, laughing like the drunken fool I was. He carried me for about a hundred feet like I was a piece of luggage, until he finally broke my belt and popped the button on my pants. There he dropped me on my knees and clutched his stomach laughing as he staggered. I stood up and the earth suddenly leaned and I ran toward the side until gravity pulled me to a stop. There I lay listening to him laugh until he fell to the ground again. I raised myself to my knees and tried once again to stand, but found myself staggering toward a fence. I knew that I wasn't going to stop and just as I figured, I fell over some barbed wire and landed in a soft pile of cow shit. "Hey Keith, man my pant leg is stuck on this wire... oh Christ, and now I have cow shit all over me!" I complained as I kicked off my shoe while removing my pants from the wire. Keith crawled to where he thought I was and started talking to a log laying about 10 feet away from me. "Hey, dumb ass... I'm over here" I slurred. His head turned to look my way and he again collapsed from a fit of laughter. I found myself crawling back through the fence and pulling my pants behind me. Keith had pulled himself along the fence still laughing at my misfortune. "Damn it, it ain't funny!" I said trying not to laugh myself. I pulled the pants back on and stood up which started Keith to laugh even harder at me. "What the hell you laughing at now?" I growled. I was finding it very difficult to maintain standing in one spot, as it seemed the ground was moving beneath my feet. Keith pounded the ground with his fist laughing hysterically, "Toad, you look like you're wearing chaps!" "What the shit you talking about?" I tried to put my hands on my hips but missing almost planted me in the ground again. I looked down as he just pointed while still laughing and saw that the seam on the right leg of my pants was torn from my ankle to my belt loop on the outside and from the ankle to crotch on the inside. "Oh... shit, man these were new jeans!" "You friggen stink too!" his laughter was loud and echoed off the woods nearby. "You smell like you just took a shit bath!" He shouted loud enough for all the neighbors to hear. I fell backward onto my rump and pulled the worthless jeans off of my legs, somehow I had lost a shoe and my sock there along the road. I wadded up the torn cloth and threw it at Keith hoping to hit him, but missed horribly. Standing there along side the field with no pants, one shoe and sock missing and covered with cow shit... I must have looked a sight. I started staggering down the road away from my laughing cousin, when I heard him come running up behind me. "Man you stink..." He smiled. "Go to hell!" I shouted while tripping. I fell to the ground and in a fit of anger pulled my remaining shoe off and tossed it at him. Gathering myself up I continued walking... or should I say trying to walk, until I saw headlights coming down the road. "Car!" I shouted. We both ran toward the woods and dropped down behind some logs. Lying there until the vehicle passed. I really don't know why we ran, although I could hazard a guess why I ran looking down at myself. Keith just ran because he did whatever I did. Once the road was clear, we started to climb back over the log. That's when I realized that I just planted my foot in some soft mud. "Damn it all anyhow!" I shouted pulling my foot from the ooze... less one sock. "This night is really sucking for me!" Keith just laughed as he hopped over the mud. We got back to the road and continued toward my house. I was becoming more and more sober with the chilly air dressed the way I was. Looking down I laughed at my predicament, I had on my T-shirt, and underwear... that was all. "All we need for it to do now is rain" I joked. As if by cue, the clouds opened up and we were both running for cover under the sudden downpour. "Spoke too soon, Toad!" Keith yelled above the driving rain. A mad dash in the poring rain is bad but try it wearing only a T-shirt and your underwear. We ran for about a hundred yards and the rain suddenly stopped, but it didn't help. Now I was soaked to the skin and couldn't keep my teeth from chattering. Making it worse, I could now see my breath after the sudden storm. We decided to cut through a farmyard and noticed that it didn't look like it had rained here. Keith laughed as we hid between the buildings trying to keep out of the light. He turned toward me and said, "Man, I don't think it rained here... everything is dry. Ain't that freakin strange?" "Sure doesn't help me right now!" I said shivering as I watched small plumes of my breath freeze in the cool evening. "Damn, I'm freezing cold!" He motioned for me to stay put by saying, "I think I see some clothes on the clothesline, I'll try and sneak over there and get you something." After the ordeal we had been through I realized that I wasn't too terribly drunk anymore. Or, at least not as bad as earlier. I just wanted this stupid night to end so I could get home to bed and sleep off the residual effects of our partying. All I needed now was for Keith to grab some pants and a shirt that I could wear until we collapsed into our beds. I waited in the darkness of the buildings as I heard their dog start barking and carrying on. Suddenly someone shouted "Hey, who's out there!" Then the sound of someone running toward me. Around the corner Keith ran carrying something with him, "Hurry up Toad, I think the guy's got a gun!" We ran until we were both out of breath, slowing down we entered a wooded area. Keith paused so we could catch our breath. Breathing heavy he said, "I tried to get you some pants but when he flipped on the porch light I just grabbed whatever I could and ran like hell!" Tossing me the article of clothing "Sorry Toad, it's the best I could do under the circumstances. I lifted up the article and at first glance I thought it was a shirt but it was too long for that. Realizing what I held in my hands, "Damn it Keith, you grabbed a dress!" He shrugged, "It has to be drier than what you have on now..." I just glared at him. "This day just keeps getting worse!" Slowly and rather embarrassed, I pulled the bright yellow garment over my head. As it settled down around my waist I cringed as Keith was sitting there smiling. To make matters worse, there were these pleats in the chest area that no matter what I did, it wanted to push out and give the illusion of breasts. I rolled my eyes as I kept pressing in the material, watching it pop back out. "This is great... just great!" I said sarcastically. With a big stupid grin on his face Keith stifled a laugh, "Hey Toad, you look great... think you'd want to go to a movie after this?" "Screw you! " I spat. I stood there wearing that thing and just shaking my head... the bright spot was that at least I was a bit warmer considering the little that I was covered. I noticed Keith holding his ears as if he were in pain and that's when I noticed my own were feeling discomfort, as if there was a sudden drop in air pressure. The pain was becoming intense, "Damn, what's causing that?" winced Keith. "I don't know, seems I remember something being said about this condition right before a tornado." I said scanning the sky. "I hope it quits soon, it's starting to become damn annoying!" As we stood there the pain became more and more intense, so much that we fell to our knees in pain. Keith placed both palms against his ears in an attempt to shut out the pressure. I fell onto my back as the pounding within my head became so severe that I actually felt ill. I turned facing Keith and my world suddenly became darker as the pain engulfed me, slowly losing contact with what was reality and causing me to black out. *** Rolling to my side, I looked around taking in my surroundings, apparently the alcohol was still affecting my system. I tried to set up, but finding that somehow I couldn't force my muscles to work. I couldn't see anything of Keith as I twisted my head back and forth and rose up but couldn't understand why I wasn't able to move any more than I did. I realized that it wasn't an alcohol induced illusion, but instead something very real and frightening happening. Struggling viciously in my trap, I thrashed myself about trying to break the unseen bonds that held me. I heard a soft sound somewhere over my head, out of view, and I tilted back to see the maker of the sound. My eyes met a strange creature, which slowly slithered as if floating on a film of slime like a snail. It rounded my gurney, and leaned in to look at me. It's eyes, if that was what you wanted to call them, were deep in color, not black, maybe more of an oily dark blue. I could see my reflection in them as I lay there, they were almost as if I were looking into a deep blue mirror. I found my head pulling back away from the gelatinous creature in fear as a sticky, filmy digit extended out and toward me. It halted its advance and returned to just viewing me as I lay there. Slowly it moved around the table, the sound of its movement reminded me of something extremely sticky being pealed off of a table. Slowly the gurney began to rise toward this iridescent tan creature, I pushed my head back against the cushion to try and move away. As my movement stopped at 90 degrees, I was forced to face this disgusting creature. Suddenly, my mind was filled with a pure mental energy. It seemed as though it was reading my mind or trying to probe it somehow. It was almost as if it were downloading the information I had contained within my mind as thoughts, dreams, fears and stimulation's were being siphoned off. Nothing was really removed, just mapped and catalogued in some strange mental way that I couldn't understand but could feel. I started to pick up a word or two in a language strange to me and it was like the creature was trying to communicate, not with it's voice but rather with its mind. I could see nowhere on it any evidence of a mouth. It must have zeroed in on my language as I got the sensation that I was to remain calm and I wouldn't be harmed. I wondered if getting the shit scared out of me was classified as harm. Its words began to permeate into my mind as it started to try and communicate: *You and your companion have been acquired for a test we wish to conduct on earthly beings... you will not be harmed. Please do not fear us, we only seek to learn from your race. As I am communicating with you, your friend is also being debriefed in an adjoining room. Please don't fear us.* I tried to relax, but it could sense my concern. I was trying to think of something to ask it but the only thing that came to me was why was I immobilized if it didn't want to harm me. But even before I could form the words, it spoke to my mind: *The binding force is only used to prevent your injury while you rested.* I realized that it could read my thoughts... it must be how they communicate. As if by cue it responded to my mind: *Yes, many eons ago we lost our ability to vocalize with what you would refer as a mouth, since our food is absorbed into our skin, we didn't need that bothersome ability anymore. We had developed a way of interacting with each other using our minds, as you can see, it works well for us.* So we began to communicate using our minds, I was surprised that the alcohol wasn't effecting my conversation when he interjected his thoughts: *We did find a high amount of fermented fruit in your system and we removed it. The fermented contents made it hard to communicate with your companion so we extracted it from both of you.* 'Why are you keeping us here?' I questioned mentally. *As I told you earlier, you and your companion will be used as test subjects for the survival of our species. I feel the look of horror you are experiencing and must put that to rest. We are not going to mate with you or your companion, we just want to study your biologics and try to apply that to our species. We procreate by cell division as your species does, we just do it externally where your species does it internally. We want to develop it so we can protect our young in a controlled environment as your wombs do. Our young are exposed to air and that has an adverse effect on them, we have tried to seal them into chambers but have found that they still need stimulation to develop at a acceptable level.* It paused and continued to stare at me with a blank expression before continuing: *We have noticed anomalies in your individual `system that makes procreation impossible. We have now begun the steps to rectify those anomalies, allowing you to continue creating your species. Your companion has been found to be satisfactory and will be an excellent subject, however we had to use some of his biological perimeters to correct your anomalies. We have also used the cerebral patterns and stimuli from you to correct your own impurities and imperfections... this will allow the success of our testing to continue.* I watched as the creature slid over toward a control panel and his long index finger extended toward the brightly colored grid. I thought out another question for it, 'What anomalies are you talking about? Am I dying?' It turned to face me and projected its thought into my mind: *In a sense, you will die without change. Your species will never produce offspring since your biologics are not compatible with your companion.* We were interrupted as two more creatures entered into the room along with Keith. The doorway they entered from vanished into the wall so there wasn't any seam. I looked toward Keith and he smiled weakly at me shrugging his shoulders. 'Why am I bound and he's free?' I asked. *Before we can release you, we must repair your anomalies and make you complete.* It responded. "Complete? Complete for what?" I spoke forgetting that it could read my thoughts. *Why, to allow you to reproduce, we can't expect you to be a test subject with all of your imperfect anomalies.* It reasoned. "Don't you friggen touch me you bastard... Keith... Keith... help me get out of here!" I started to throw my head back and forth in an attempt to break away from by unseen bonds. *Your companion is unable to help, we have bound him with a force to protect him and keep him from interfering with our testing.* It reached over and pressed a square on the grid. Suddenly the room was filled with a bright light, Keith clamped his eyes closed and stood in his invisible bonds. I continued to thrash my head back and forth but couldn't escape my gurney. My skin became hot as the powerful light felt, as it would burn me to a crisp. Pain racked my system as the brilliant light enveloped me in its beam. I felt my legs and arms twitching with involuntary abandon as I was bathed in its path. My flesh continued to crawl as I lay there bound to the table, every part of my being ached with the beam's searing pain. I opened my mouth and released a blood curdling and agonizing yell, which slowly inched its way high and higher in pitch. It felt as my body was slowly turned inside out and then back again. My stomach began to convulse and I found myself spewing copious amounts of vomit as the white hot wave continued its inspection and aggravation of my body. I felt horrible as the pain began to subside and feeling slowly started to return to acceptable levels. Sweat started to trickle down my neck as perspiration began to seep from my body as if I was under a faucet. A small droplet rolled down onto my upper chest and strangely became directed to the left and center. I was weak from my ordeal and I found my body reacting differently to each sensation received. The gurney I was on slowly started to settle back as I found myself staring at the ceiling again. Slowly my consciousness was ebbed from me as my strength had been. I felt that if I could close my eyes and rest, everything would be better. My body began to relax, as each muscle would twitch as if I had no control, finally, sleep overcame me *** I sat in the warm sand watching the waves break along the shore, while overhead, a seagull squawked out his call. A soft breeze blew toward my face gently moving my hair as if it were being caressed. I drew my knees into my chest and closed my eyes enjoying the sounds of the surf, listening as each wave rolled in, I marveled at the very creation of nature and all of its splendor. Glancing around I sought Keith's whereabouts, I assumed he had gone running again. Standing, I brushed the sand from my bottom and picked up my sandals and began to walk down to the water. I paused and stared at the sandals I now had in my hand. "Now where did I get those from?" Trying to remember what had transpired over the last few days but came up empty. "The last thing I could remember was throwing one of them at Keith... if I did that, where did these come from?" I shrugged to myself and continued toward the playful surf. I stretched onto my toes at the waters edge and did a slow spiral, as my face lifted toward the crystal clear blue sky enjoying the warmth of the sun. The quiet breeze gently moving my garment with its soft lilting delight, as my hair tickled against my cheek disturbed by the gentle sea breeze I was enjoying. I started to feel a bit hungry and began the slow trek toward home where I could fix a bite to eat. As I climbed the long steps that started near the beach and extended toward the house, I had a wave of uneasiness wash over me. It didn't feel right, as if something was out of place. I couldn't understand it, but I knew that I would figure it out eventually. I paused at the top of the stairs and turned to look out upon the vast expanse of the sparkling blue ocean. God how I loved this place. As I approached the door, I watched a family unloading groceries in our little cul-de-sac, they all seemed so helpful. Again the feeling of uneasiness washed over me, I didn't remember that family ever moving in. Extreme puzzlement permeated my mind as I slowly reached for the handle. Even as I turned my attention to this house I didn't feel right. It seemed normal, but just didn't fit with what I thought I remembered about my home. It was almost a feeling as if I were entering someone else's home. Pushing the door open I called out to Keith, hearing no answer I headed toward the kitchen. Have you ever walked into a room and felt as though you had been there before? If you had, you would understand my feeling, only it was in reverse. I stood in the middle of the kitchen and looked around, everything seemed to be in its place. But that nagging feeling kept overwhelming me, and yet this was the same home that I had lived for the past year. I opened up the refrigerator and peered inside, pulling out different items as if I were on autopilot. After about 15 minutes, I backed away to survey my accomplishment. I realized that I had just made lunch for two without really thinking about it. But why... A trembling hand found its way to my mouth, was I having a break down? What was going on inside my head? Was I losing my mind? Why did I keep having the feeling that everything wasn't as it should be? I felt a tear drift down my cheek, I had to get control of myself. Leaving the two meals sitting there at the table waiting to be eaten, I started down the hallway trying to wipe away the salty fluid exiting my eyes. I reached for the handle of the faucet and let the cool water run through my fingertips. I needed to get a grip on myself, I knew that something wasn't right and it was having an adverse effect on me. Filling my palms with the comforting water I created a puddle with which I could bathe my face in. I relished the coolness of the water as I continued to splash it over my face and eyes. Feeling a bit better, I stood up and reached for a towel next to the sink. Standing there holding the soft cloth I stared into the image in the mirror. Nothing seemed out of place, the same face stared back at me as it always had. I took the towel and patted my face dry, watching the figure in the mirror do likewise. I concentrated on the image, looking at her delicate hands and the way she held the soft cloth. I could tell that she was quite lovely but... something didn't feel right about her reflection. Dropping the towel on the counter, I studied this reflection more. That I was beautiful would have been an understatement, many have told me so before. Something about this attractive woman looking back at me wasn't right, almost as if there should be another image reflecting back at me. I told myself that I was being silly and without thinking picked up a brush and began to pull it through my long golden hair. Right in mid pull I paused as another wave of strange feelings washed over me. Using my free hand, I lifted a small shimmering lock and held it out in front of me. My eyes drifted from the lock to the woman in the mirror and back again... "Yellow hair?" Thinking to myself? "Since when did I have yellow hair?" It was true, I could distinctly remember having brown hair, sure it was light but nothing like the golden tresses I now had. Letting the hair fall back against my skin, my eyes were drawn to the exposed area of my upper chest. Everything looked normal, I straightened the strap of my bra. "What the heck about this reflection seemed so strange?" Brushing smooth my dress I shrugged my shoulders, smiled nervously at myself and walked back into the kitchen. Walking past the table I paused and looked at the lunch that I just prepared, I decided that I would wait for a few more minutes. I started toward the living room and stopped, "Why would I wait? What reason do I have for waiting?" I questioned myself. Things weren't adding up and that is what was troubling me. Setting down in an overstuffed chair, I drew my feet up and tucked them under me. Slowly I ran my hand down the calf of my smooth leg, feeling the pleasure of having silky soft legs. Again, I shuddered, as this feeling was odd. Leaning back in the chair I looked toward the ceiling, feeling the soft brush of my dangling turquoise earrings. I shook my head and felt the swishing of my soft hair on the back of my neck. Everything seemed so strange and out of place, and yet, it seemed normal as any other day. Letting out a sigh I looked again at the sandals that I had deposited near the door, what was it about those sandals that didn't seem right? I closed my eyes and rested, still remembering the evening that Keith and I went to the little Mexican restaurant and started our bar hopping. We were so drunk that I remembered falling down a hill and Keith carried me back up. I frowned as I remembered Keith making me mad enough to throw my sandal at him. For an instant I thought about that sandal... I could almost see that it wasn't the sandal of a woman, it couldn't have been mine. But I remembered pulling the huge manly sandal off of my foot and throwing it at him. Hearing a door close behind me I turned to see Keith walk in and drop his shirt on the floor. "I hope you will pick that up eventually." I said. Frowning I thought about my comment, why would I care about whether he picked it up or not. Again another wave of uneasiness washed over me. He walked to the back of the chair and leaned over the top so his head was upside down to me. "Why the troubled look babe?" His hands draped over my shoulders and curiously hung over my rounded breasts. His thumbs stroking them as he looked deeply into my eyes as if searching for what was troubling me. I closed my eyes enjoying the subtle touch on my nipples as he gently kissed my upturned mouth. "Come on little Toad, give me a smile." I did. Suddenly as if my mind decided that now was the time to open up I asked him to repeat himself. He smiled and said again, "Come on and give me a smile." I frowned, "That's not what you said, I'm sure you called me Toad." Images began to flood into my memory. "Yeah, you're right... I did say Toad. But that's my pet name for you, just like sweetie, dear or honey. I've always called you Toad." "Oh my God!" I trembled as I pushed his hands away. "What's happened to me?" Keith looked at me as though I were nuts, "Nothing's happened to you... babe!" Avoiding the "Toad" comment that had just sent me off the deep end. I stood up and moved away from him, "I remember that you used to tease me with Toad because of my name... Ted!" I watched as his face paled, "Oh my God... oh God... why? How?" I fell to the floor crying. It seemed that all of the blood had suddenly drained from me. "I was a man, your cousin... how did I get this way?" Tearfully slapping the floor in anger. Keith sat on the couch, "I remember now... the white room with the light!" He stared at me with surprise. "How did they turn you into... into... her?" "Her? Her who?" I asked between tears. "Those things... they asked me to visualize what I thought a perfect woman would look like. And... and... oh shit." He paused realizing that he sentenced me to this fate. I looked at him and realized that I also was at fault and told him so, "They also asked me what my vision of the perfect male would be and... my God... I did that to you. You never used to be that buff. Where did your beer belly go? Now look at you with your hairless bronze chest rippling with musc..." My voice trailed off as I felt my face begin to flush. He stood up and held out his hand to help me up. I pushed it away. "They told me that we would be their test... my companion and I. Oh God, you are the companion they spoke of." I stepped around the chair placing it between us. He had a blank look on his face. "God Keith, how could anyone so gorgeous be so naive?" Realizing what I said made me begin to tremble. Keith smiled. I tried not to look, but he was chiseled like a Greek God. I felt warmth deep within my being. He backed up a step realizing what was going on, "Oh shit, we are supposed to show them how we create babies... shit... shit... shit!" He looked down at the floor, "I can't do it with you... you were a man, my cousin for Christ sake!" "Tell me about it!" I responded looking down at myself. "Look at me... I look like a friggin model or something!" In a wistful whisper, he responded, "I'll say... you're beautiful!" "You just keep your distance mister! I ain't going to be bonked like some girlfriend of yours... I ain't going to be bonked at all... by anybody!" I said holding my hand out in front of me as if I were a traffic cop. A strange sucking sound could be heard behind me, causing us to both to face that way. There in front was one of the creatures painted vividly in my memory. *I can see that the mind block didn't work, we shall have to try a different avenue of direction.* "I'm afraid you grabbed the wrong two... asshole, first of all... I'm not a woman! Second, even if I was interested in your genetic sculpture there, I couldn't do anything anyway, because we are related." I said smiling smugly. *Try telling him that!* The creature said pointing toward Keith's direction. *You are the very creature he said would be his perfect female. The removal of your anomalies allowed you to become what he wanted... 100% of what he wanted.* It's words echoed in my mind. "But we're related... he's my cousin... we can't... I won't" I cried. *We eradicated that anomaly with your change. You are no longer his relation, you are the perfect specimen... the perfect couple.* It calculated silently into my mind. *As for not wanting, we have ways around that.* We both watched as he removed a sphere and broke it open allowing a white gas to enter the room with us. Slowly he backed out of the room and disappeared into our wall. I looked over at Keith and we both stepped away from the perfumed gas. "What is it?" I asked Keith. "I don't have a clue, but I don't want anything to do with it!" He said with a horrifying look on his face as he backed away from the slowly disappearing fog. "I'm starting to feel funny... kind of warm." I trembled. "I'm feeling it too!" He was concentrating, trying to keep his mind occupied. I could see that whatever he was doing, wasn't working as his shaft was beginning to rise. Slowly sweat began to form on his forehead. I backed completely against the wall to escape the area where the creature released the vapor. I found my breath becoming short and raspy, thinking that we have been poisoned I moved toward a window in an effort to pry it open. I watched as my trembling hand reached for the window lock but hesitated and instead pulled me toward a high back upholstered chair. I knelt in the seat and arched my back, I couldn't even control my muscles. Looking over my shoulder, Keith was shaking violently trying to fight the same effects that were controlling me. I was much smaller and it appeared that the results were having a greater result on my small frame than they were on him. I could see my reflection on a bank of full-length mirrors at the end of the living room, slowly gyrating my hips in a seductive dance. I felt my tongue as if it had a mind of its own slowly lick my lips, I couldn't control my actions. Keith still shaking, fought his movements as he took one step in my direction. My unbridled body began to ache for him, starting with a very alien feeling of want or need. My hands started across my breasts and slowly pushed downward over my flat smooth stomach and ended at my crotch. I massaged myself with my fingertips as I spoke to Keith with a quivering voice. "I... I can't stop myself... can't fight it." "You... you must... I don't know ho... how long I can hold out." His voice shook with emotion. My body crawled to the floor like a cat as I began to cross toward him. With no ability to control what I was doing my eyes became fixated on his rock hard shaft. He fell to his knees and tried to pull himself up using the couch. "I have never... ugh... never been... mmh... this hard... ugh... before. I feel like I'm going to... exp... explode!" I watched as his shaft grew in length and came out the leg of his shorts. "No way, baby... not there... in me!" I managed to say. "Oh my God... it's... it's controlling... m... my... voice too!" I cried as my hand was forcing itself to reach for his manly weapon. "Nooooo... I... I can't." He was still trying to raise himself up to stand but as my hand touched him, he thrust his hips toward me as if he were inviting me to taste his fruit. "Uh... ugh... must fight it!" My tiny hand slowly stroked down toward his bag as he began to moan. I couldn't stop myself from tracing lightly each vein that bulged out on his organ. With one of his hands he raised it and trembling like with palsy, slowly moved it toward my head. I shook my head as if it would shake off the feeling of this unnatural action of mine. I allowed my head to be pushed into his huge throbbing organ. My mouth began to kiss and nuzzle the rock hard muscle as I slowly felt my hands pulling his shorts down to expose the sight that my body wanted. As his unfettered organ sprung up, I felt a dampness between my legs that was nothing like I have ever felt before. "God... g... god... no... I can't." I shook with fear. My mouth was forced open against my will and found itself wrapping my lips around his erection. It was so large I felt the corners of my mouth ache with over stretching. He started to move his hips as my hands found their way to the base of his shaft. I couldn't even wrap one hand completely around this monster of his. "N... no... fight... fight... it... I... can't... do... this to you!" Keith grunted out. I looked up and saw a tear roll down his cheek, "I... I'm... so... ugh... sorry... I... I would... never... mmm... ugh!" My head continued bobbing faster and faster as his hips maintained each stroke with the same rhythm. Each of his large hands holding the side of my head as if directing me faster and faster. "I... can't... hold... much... longer... I... ugh... must... fight... this fee... feeling." Breathing through my nose in short stimulated bursts I kept up my motion, I had a feeling that I was going to be driven all the way by this mind controlling mist. Suddenly I heard a grunt and felt the tip of his rod swell and begin to pulse. I felt the seed spray deep into my mouth and had hoped that this would finally release me from this prison of my mind. I was wrong. He continued to press his stiff pole into my mouth until all of his seed had been expelled and I had coughed and gagged on it. I found my head able to move backward and this allowed me to release his pole. His hands dropped to the side and the look in his eyes almost made me cry. "I'm so sorry... I couldn't control it." he whispered. Using my hand I wiped his seed from my lips and cheek, I felt so embarrassed. I turned my back to him and started to cry. I felt him come over in a very protective way and place his hand on my shoulder. "If I could have prevented this from happening, you know I would." His hand was resting on my shoulder when I saw his fingers began to tremble, "Oh... g... God... no... it's... it's happening... again!" I watched in horror as his hands slowly began to gather the material of my dress up and pull it off. What made me concerned more was that I was allowing it to happen without a fight. I knew that unless I put up a struggle, I was doomed. "Please... no... don't le... let... let this... happen... to... me!" I found my arms willing to help him remove my dress and watched as I flipped it on the couch. Fighting with a supreme effort I found myself turning to face him. My hands by my side sought out his rapidly expanding tool. As I looked into his eyes I could see tears welling there, I knew he had no more control than I did... but still we tried to fight the need. He lifted me up into the air where I wrapped my legs around his waist allowing my exposed pert globes for him to suckle. His mouth expertly pulled one in making my groin twitch with excitement as my head tilted back allowing him greater access. I could feel my golden hair brush my bare bottom as he moved to the other breast to continue his kissing. I raised my head at the same moment he did and our eyes met, he finally spoke, "Forgive... Brandi... th... this need is... too great!" Slowly our lips met and I pulled him into me. Our kiss lasted long and was very passionate as our tongues sought out each other. I felt tears roll down my cheek as we held our prolonged kiss. "I... I'm... afraid... we won't... be able to... res... resist... uh... until... we go all... the way." His voice became raspy with desire. "I... I... know... I... pro... promise... that... I... won't... hold it... against... you! I know... ugh... your... trying... to fight it... just... oh... uh... like I... am." Breathing was becoming difficult in our passionate embrace. I could feel all of the tell tale signs that women experience when aroused... and believe me, I had them all. I tried to force myself to let go of his neck but all I succeeded in doing was pulling him closer. The sensation of something pressing against my exposed wet vagina caused me to experience two emotions... one of fear, the fear of having unprotected sex with a man... the other of excitement... excitement of having unprotected sex with a man. Much to my concern his hands stroked my bottom as he maneuvered me over his shaft, and me trying to assist with his efforts. Slowly his head came into contact with my sweet spot and I began to involuntarily shudder with excitement. His hands slid up to my back as he held my light body over his engorged shaft. I found myself began to move my hips in an effort to get him to lower me but he continued to hold me there. "P... please... I... need... release!" I pleaded. Slowly he lowered me down a fraction at a time until I had engulfed his entire length deep inside me. I watched his eyes as he started to move me up and down his shaft, I almost thought I saw the hint of a smile. I pulled a sexy lower lip into my mouth and held it there, he began to smile. "Why... uh... are you... ugh... smiling?" I asked. "I... m... nev... never... thought... I... would... be... ugh... doing... this... to... you... toad." He said not even breaking his rhythm. "Nor... um... ugh... I." I gasped as he began to quicken his pace. He grimaced, "I'll... help... you if... ugh... we ever... get out... of... this." Suddenly I became very vocal as I felt the first female orgasm of my life, "You... better... he... help... me... o... ou... oh... oh... Oh... uh... mmm... OH... OH... MY GOD... OH... YES... UH... OH... GOD... MORE... Uh... uh... oh... oh... Oh... Oh... OH... UGH... UH... YES! YES! OH!" Slowly my body was returning to a very pleasurable state, Keith was still buried in me but I couldn't stop myself from smiling and kissing him on his face and neck. Keith didn't even break his stride as he slowly settled back and lowered himself to the couch. "What's... uh... wrong..." I grunted as he continued to manipulate me on his shaft. "My back... is... hurting." he said as he rested his head on the back of the couch. Trying hard to cease my ministrations of pleasuring him as well as my unwilling self, I found that I couldn't stop. It was as if I were a puppet in the hands of these alien creatures, unable to control any aspect of my body, especially when it came to love making. I watched as if I were viewing a movie before me, each of my knees at his sides while I continued to be impaled by his tower. My hands were on his shoulders, I looked down as I watched the obvious gyrations of my pendulous breasts as they moved along in rhythm of my sexual situation. I tried to fight the mind control that they had trapped us in with earnest. I had to find a way to release myself. Even with fighting against the will... or want, I couldn't do any more than slow myself down. I began to feel another orgasm build within me, it's power beginning to become greater than my resistance. I felt sweat beading on my upper lip and chest, looking toward Keith I could see that his face began to redden with his attempt to prevent our love making from continuing. He opened his eyes wide and let out a deep sigh that broke in mid stream. "Hhhhugh... It's happening... again!" Was all he could say. My body was now on autopilot as I went along for the ride. Leaning over him as I rode his organ, I watched as his face raised toward mine. "God... I... I'm... so sorry... B... Brandi!" "Brandi... who... is Brandi?" I asked, as I doubled my efforts to bring the orgasm to completion. "It's you... you're Brandi!" he shouted as lurched forward and wrapped his powerful arms around me. "Oh... oh... NOOOOO!" Again the power of sexual stimulation overwhelmed me as we reached a simultaneous climax. His seed being pushed into me with each pulse of his organ, I arched my back throwing my breasts toward his hot kisses. His head fell back toward the couch and I lay against him still straddling his pole. We kissed in that position as my long golden hair fell about our faces like a shroud. He lowered his head and kissed my hanging breast, "My God Toad, I can't believe what just happened!" His breath was ragged and labored. "It was as if I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted to." I pushed myself back, "What do you mean by, even if I wanted to?" I was sure that my face paled, "Weren't you fighting the control too?" He looked down at the floor in embarrassment, "At first I did... now, I'm not so sure." "Oh God, Why?" I tried to stifle a cry by raising a very delicate feminine hand to my mouth. I sat sullen in thought of what he had just implied, "How could he?" I questioned myself. He continued, "When they asked me what type of woman I would be attracted to, I thought of a girl I knew from college named Brandi. I guess, I forgot about it really being you... and started thinking of the girl straddling my... uh... rod as her." Slapping the flat of my hand against his chiseled pectoral muscle, I winced at the pain I received... it was like smacking cement. "How could you?" Rubbing my sore hand, "I fought against it from the very beginning! By not fighting the compulsion to have sex, you have violated me!" I feigned anger, knowing that I could never really be mad at Keith. He stretched his arms out and folded them behind his head. I felt a flutter as my eyes devoured his deeply tanned upper body and it's chiseled features. He rotated his hips a bit and answered my question, "If you feel I've violated you... then why haven't you climbed off of my lap?" I looked down at myself, it was true that I was still being impaled by his softening member. I had forgotten the position that the alien gas left me in, this was very embarrassing. I jumped as he dropped his arms down onto my silky smooth thighs and slid them toward my hips. I stopped his advance with my tiny hands, which he gently grasped and brought to his mouth and kissed them. I fought back a smile, knowing full well that even though I was forced to have sex without objection by their mind controlling mist... I did enjoy it. That was the thought which troubled me. I watched as he lowered my hands against his powerful chest and gently rose to take my face in their grasp. Slowly pulling my willing mouth toward his but instead turning my head just enough to kiss my small ears and whisper, "You're still riding me... Brandi." Then with one last kiss he left go of my cheek. "Uh...oh, I'm sorry." Climbing off and backing away from him, he was finally able to stand up. I couldn't believe how gorgeous he had become, he was absolutely beautiful. Standing at 6'6", he had been transformed into my vision of what the perfect male would look like... "God, I did that?" "Did what?" he responded. "They read my thoughts too... I made you into one hell of a stud." I found my gaze looking longingly at his form, he noticed me staring and winked. "I never realized that you thought of me in that way... a stud?" He said smiling. I flinched at the thought of what I just said, "They asked me of what my opinion of the perfect male specimen would be and I thought of... what you have become." "You're pretty damn fine yourself!" He said looking up and down my petite frame. "I remember Brandi being about 5'3 or 5'4"... you have got to be in that neighborhood too. But I think you're a bit bigger in the chest than she was." He reached out and lifted my golden hair, "A hell of alot prettier than she could ever dream of being!" I felt so tiny standing next to him, I judged that I would only come to just below his perfectly formed shoulder. I felt myself becoming aroused but quickly changed the subject. "Do you suppose they will let us go now that we have... done it?" "Maybe, at least I hope so." he said rubbing his rippling stomach. I noticed that he was wearing a ring on his left hand and wondered where he got it from, "Where did you pick that up?" I said pointing at his ring. "Probably the same place you got the one on your hand." he replied as if it were commonplace. I glanced down at the direction he was pointing, and there it was, perched on a dainty enameled tipped finger was a sparkling white diamond and matching wedding band. In a very feminine gesture I held my hand out and watched the light from the window reflect in the stone. How could I have missed seeing that? I tried to remove it but although it would spin comfortably on my finger, I couldn't remove it to save my ass. He noticed me trying to pull it off, "I already tried to get mine off. It won't release." It was bad enough that we had to have sex but for crying out loud, why were they trying to make us be a couple! I threw my hands up in frustration, "I don't understand, why make us believe we were married?" "Uh... I think that's my fault." he frowned. "I'm a virgin... or at least I was." He looked away as I glared at him. "When they asked me, I told them that I would never think of having sex with anyone other than my wife." He shrugged his manly shoulder, "So... I guess you can blame me!" I looked at him sadly as I tried to force my way past his huge frame, he held me up and hugged me into his chest. "I promise, no matter what happens... I'll take care of you. Or... at least... make sure your taken care of." I found myself glaring at him and pulling away, "You and your stupid fantasies have done this to me! You're damn straight going to owe me... big time!" I turned and headed toward the bathroom, I had to wash this mess off of me. As I walked past the kitchen I threw my arm in the general direction of the table saying, "If you're hungry, there's supper!" "What about you?" He shouted as I closed the bathroom door. I leaned against the inside of the door and sighed, slowly tracing circles on my smooth stomach, "I'm not hungry... anymore." I looked back at the closed door and gently caressed it, "I've already eaten." Turning the bath on I began to climb into the tub, I thought about what had just happened in our living room. Correcting myself I said aloud, "I mean, that living room!" Relishing the feeling of the warm water, I began to think about spreading my legs for a man... for Keith. "This is so degrading for me, he at least got to keep his dick!" I thought. 'His dick...his magnificent throbbing muscle.' What the heck am I thinking... I felt myself become aroused, "God I'm even starting to think like a woman. We just have to find a way out of this mess." Leaning against the back of the tub I rested letting the cool water slowly envelop my body. My breasts began to float and sway in the water as I lay there with my eyes closed. I could smell a type of fruit scent drifting close by but couldn't place the variety... If I would have had my eyes open I could have seen it coming. A thin veil of fog was permeating the room and just as quickly as it developed, it disappeared. I began to hum a song from my youth as I started to wash my hair. Even listening to my voice caused me to remember what those creatures had done to me. After working my gloriously blonde hair into a lather I started to rinse it. Wrapping my hair into a towel, I picked up a razor, which had been conveniently placed within reach and filled my hand with a scented foam. Slowly and seductively, I began to smooth it over my legs and began to pull the razor through the foam. Once done I pulled the plug on the tub and gently stepped out and on the rug. Taking down another towel I wrapped it around my body and tucked it into my breasts. Pausing for a moment in front of the mirror I decided that I needed to freshen up my face for Keith, even though it would be bedtime soon. I lightly used my eyeliner and traced around my eyes just enough to make them even more expressive, the mascara produced the desired effect as they darkened and extended my eyelashes. Glancing toward a watch laying on the counter I realized that it would be enough and anyway, it would be dark soon, I needed to get ready for bed. *** Pulling his shorts back on he looked into the kitchen, figuring that after what he went through he needed a diversion. Anything would be better than mounting his best friend, well... okay, maybe not if she looked like the knockout that he just pumped. Keith sat down to his light meal, which he washed down with a beer. He found it hard to realize that he just made love to his best friend and cousin. "But wait, didn't that thing say that genetically, we weren't cousins anymore?" Keith smiled as he reasoned out his problem. If he could only make himself accept the fact that Ted was now Brandi and had a dynamite little hot body. He just shook his head and rested it into his hands... "God I'm in such a mess!" Setting there hiding his face he could smell a fruity candle or something, it wasn't an unpleasent smell and he found that he kind of liked it. He looked across the table at Brandi's meal, "Didn't she say that she wasn't hungry?" Smiling, he traded plates with hers and began to eat. He thought about their passionate love making and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm glad that she picked me and not those other guys." He smiled at the vision of her riding his tool, "One damn fine piece of ass!" After about an hour of putzing around in the kitchen he headed for their garage, he just started to tinker with a small motor when he felt dainty hands reach around his waist. He looked down and saw Brandi's sexy hands as they lowered themselves to his crotch. *** I felt around his hardened bottom and placed both hands on his crotch, even in a flaccid state it was huge. I kissed his back as he began to try and turn toward me. "You coming back for more?" He asked. "I was just wondering when you were coming to bed?" I asked. I gave his member a slight squeeze and turned to walk to the door. I know that I was having the desired effect on my husband, he wouldn't be long. I suggestively swayed my hips as I slowly walked to the door in my white satin and lace teddy. Pausing at the door I glanced back at him and winked. I let my arm slide down the wall so it would be the last thing he would see... until he finally put away those dirty tools and come make love to his wife. Keith dropped the tools into his toolbox and headed down to take a quick shower. "Can't pass that up... ever!" He smiled as he began to undress and step into the stream of water. *** The creatures all nodded at each other as the sweet mist was released into the rooms, it would leave each feeling as though everything was normal again. This time they used a much more powerful blocking agent than the earlier one. *The last time their coupling didn't give us satisfactory results we were looking for, although it did provide us with a wealth of information that we will be able to use.* The leader projected to the others. Another in the room, standing next to the colored grid turned, *It's just a matter of time... eventually we will succeed!* A third thought out, *It was a brilliant stroke to return them to their planet, as a couple, they will live out their lives with none the wiser. Once we are sure of a satisfactory result, we will meet with them one last time and depart.* The trio all nodded in agreement, *Now that the anomalies have been transformed into a perfect subject, I'm sure that we will eventually see success!* The first one moved closer to the holographic screen, *What shall we do if the mind block doesn't work.* He turned to face the others, *Their minds are more complicated than we give them credit for.* *This species has been known to fight the mind blocks.* It paused as the others turned to face it, *In some of our earliest tests the subjects who were administered the mind block... became imbalanced.* *Let us not forget to mention the change of the smaller subject, those anomalies were also present in the other one as well.* It paused as it looked from one to another, *That change alone could also spell doom for our experiment!* The apparent leader slid his way toward the holographic screen, *We must give it a chance. These subjects seem to be accepting the mind block for now... if it fails, we will just have to let nature follow its course.* Placing its hands behind the sticky back, *The residual effects of the naturalizing spray may be enough to keep them interested in each other even if the blocking agent doesn't work. Only time will tell.* The others nodded in agreement as they turned to face the screen. *** I pulled back the covers and crawled in drawing up the cool sheets against my freshly shaven legs. I have always loved the feeling when I first shave my legs and feel their silky smoothness against the sheets. Trying to figure out what to do until Keith comes to bed, I picked up my book next to the bed and began reading. My diamond's sparkling keep distracting me as I turned the page, exactly what was it about that ring that kept making me feel funny? I folded the book closed and dropped it back on the nightstand, I didn't understand why I would have bought a Danielle Steele book for in the first place. I knew that I had just purchased it, but couldn't remember actually buying it from a store. I could hear Keith taking his shower, "I so loved it when he came to bed after taking his showers... his aftershave lotion drives me crazy!" I thought to myself. I giggled as I heard him break into a song while showering, he always could make me laugh. Finally, after about 20 minutes, the bathroom door opened. There was a wave of hot humidity that rushed out into the room as he stepped into our bedroom. Smiling he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. He stood next to the bed and smiled at me. I couldn't stand it when he did that, and he knew it. "Come here you!" I whispered as I pulled his towel off. He crawled into bed and turned off the light, "Oh cool... candles!" "Scented candles." I purred. He rolled toward me in the soft light of the three candles sitting on our dresser, "Did you light those for me?" I smiled. "Well, I didn't light them to read by." He raised up on one elbow, "Looks sexy." Then back to me, "If I didn't know you Mrs. Keith Burroughs, I would say that you were trying to seduce me!" I scooted closer to his warm body, "I'm cold." "You're always cold." he said as he stroked my long flowing hair. "I'm surprised that you didn't put it up?" "Not right now." I said placing my arms around his neck. "Help! Help!" he whispered, "I'm being attacked!" "I'll show you an attack." I smiled suggestively as I climbed on top of him. "Did you lock the door?" he asked, smiling. "Are you going to keep talking or kiss me?" I said placing my little hands on his rock like chest. "I'm planning to do much more than that!" he pulled me into his kiss. His hands slid down the sexy material of my teddy as our kissing became more passionate. Even though my eyes closed I could feel my hair cascading down over our faces as my kisses became more open and arousing. His tongue slipped past my lips as we kissed deeply. He pulled me onto him and positioned each knee at his side as he slid his hands toward my bottom he paused with his kissing and smiled, "No underwear?" I smiled and buried my face into his neck with more kissing he slowly pushed my top up to my shoulders with his deep massaging rubs. "Mmmm, that feels good..." "I bet I have something that feels even better!" he adjusted his growing erection so it was under me. I could feel it swelling against my bottom and it was almost sending me off the deep end of ecstasy. I pushed myself away from him and arched my back allowing him to have access to my breasts. He didn't disappoint... With gentle hands he began to stroke each one with tenderness and affection, his kisses were warm and inviting as he placed them on my sensitive nipples. I rolled my eyes back in exalted pleasure. I leaned into him and allowed my husbands love muscle to tap the gates of heaven. I wanted him to penetrate me in the worst way. He slowly obliged as he began to impale me. I gasped as he entered me slowly almost driving me mad with passion. He worked himself back an forth as wave after wave of erotic pleasure washed over my body. We continued our rhythmic dance for what seemed like a lifetime and all too soon it was over. In an almost simultaneous explosion we shuddered, mine was all over and within me as if I were being electrocuted with sexual energy. His was as if all of the energy was focused in one area and then grounded into me as I felt his seed began to pulse toward my womb. I collapsed into his great chest and lay still. He began to slowly rub my bare back as a mother would her child. We lay there sleeping, him on the bottom and I straddling him on top. My head resting on his bronze chest, my golden hair acting as his blanket. One of his arms was lightly resting across my back while the other was draped over his pillow. I don't remember ever sleeping so soundly. *** Slowly my eyes opened with me still resting against his chest, my body was now next to his as my arm was gently resting on his little nipple. I stared at my tiny hand with the subdued polished fingertips as I listened to his breathing, to me this was heaven. I could feel one of my gloriously smooth legs laying over his and smiled as the hair on his legs tickled mine. I could see sunshine beginning to filter into our window as birds sang in the trees just beyond. I looked upward into his sleeping face and marveled at this man who was my husband. He was strong and loyal, I knew he would protect me with his very life. I lay there listening to the sounds of my neighborhood, dogs barking, a lawnmower and kids at play. I gave him a squeeze and held it for a moment. Still resting my head I thought about the last day, deep down within my being there was a person screaming to get out but it didn't seem that important anymore. I could remember that I once was a different person but it seemed as though that was long ago and under different circumstances, I was married now and for whatever reason I accepted it. Sure it was a clouded acceptance but a genuine one none the less. I sat up allowing the sheet to slide from my breasts exposing them to the cool morning air, I smiled as they expanded a bit due to the chill. I pulled my knees into my pert chest, I wasn't sure that I would ever be able to go back to being... I frowned trying to recall that name I once used. Those creatures had completely erased the name from my memory, even though I knew it was buried somewhere deep in my mind. I looked down at this beauty they made of me, it felt natural to be me. Even though I tried I couldn't remember being anything different, but I knew that I had changed. I looked back at Keith sleeping, he was so wonderful to look at. I breathed deeply thinking of our love making since... since the change. Why would I have ever want to push him away, even though I knew I had tried. My hand gently moved across his rippled abdomen, smiling I watched his penis twitch. Laying my head against his stomach I stared at the organ that caused me so much concern. My hand slowly began to play in the course hair, as I lay there. I remember how I used that instrument before... before my change. I remember one very much like it on that body so long ago, and yet, not that long ago. But for some reason, it didn't seem to matter anymore. I felt his hand caress the back of my head as the warm summer breeze wafted gently through the window. Turning to face him he smiled and drew me up into a kiss. Looking deeply into my eyes he smiled in a sad sort of way and again kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry for what happened to you Brandi, I'll understand if you want to leave." Tears welled into my eyes and fear began to build into my heart. "Why would I want to leave?" "Well... you know, the changes that have happened." He spoke as his hand gently traced a circle on my soft bare shoulder. "I mean we had sex and... well you used..." I placed my slender finger against his lips, "Not any more... they saw to that." I whispered. He squeezed me with his free arm. "Do you suppose that they are finished?" I asked. "Who knows, it's pretty obvious that those mind controlling things aren't working like they wanted them." He gave me a wry smile. "I mean, I feel like were married but yet I still remember our past as friends." I looked into his sparkling blue eyes, "I know what you mean, I remember everything that they did to me... but in a different sense, I feel like this is as natural as if I would have been born like this." I said placing a hand to my chest. He smiled and lifted my chin up and kissed me. We held that kiss for only a moment when we both had the feeling that we weren't alone. Turning our heads toward the foot of the bed we watched as three of the creatures appeared in our bedroom. I was drawn in as Keith sought to protect me... I let him. The creatures silently watched us and then spoke to our minds. *It is apparent that our mind blocks have failed, your brains are small and weak but very complex. We will need to study your species at greater length some day.* It turned as another began to speak to our minds. *We have left you confused, we are sorry. Our technology is great but it is obvious that we need to develop it more. We have given you a natural enhanced enzyme that goes along with the