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DON'T BE TOO FAMILIAR 2
CHAPTER THREE
Jacob's dad wants to know why the grass is not cut. It is Sunday, and
Fred Whitaker is home for a spell. Jacob's mother was a fine woman, but
she went by way of lung cancer three years gone past.
"Gone the past two days exploring is all," Jacob informed his father.
"Anything interesting?" He asked.
Jacob informed him that the waters brought him North. Places he had not
been to before, but nothing extraordinary, but that was still a
fantastic ride, going against the grain of nature.
"Well, make sure the grass looks good, keeps the township off my ass."
The two caught up as fast friends might, not father-son perhaps as it
should be, but the relationship was on solid ground. These two live very
different lives but have an unfettered connection. Once Jessie, Jacob's
mother, passed, things just changed.
His father sensed that Jacob was on to something, but he would let him
have his secret. The boyhood exuberance for life needed its small
secrets. Life was not much more than simple discoveries along the way.
It did not matter if it was an exceptional place to fish or an excellent
pick-up line that netted an individual's percentages better than others.
Life gets more complicated down the line, and the happiness of youth is
a precious thing.
A good meal in the evening together and all is right in this family's
existence. The general needs and tasks that need looking at were the
topic of the remainder of this evening. Everything decided upon, Jacob's
father let him know that he would fetch the necessary provisions the
following day and would tend to the stump removal when he returned.
"Luke stopped by looking for ya, had a guilty look about him. Did you
two get into some mischief?" Fred asks as he looks upon his son,
standing next to the table holding the remnants of dinner.
Jacob shrugged one shoulder and admitted that they had a little row.
"Don't be messing with the TNT. I'll take those stumps out tomorrow.
I'll even wait for you to get home."
In the morning, it was back to the grind. School for Jacob was an easy
undertaking. Science, math, history even art came easy for a natural
student. Luke had it a little more challenging but put in the extra work
to keep pace with his cousin.
Susy seemed to be mad at both of them. Neither understood why or cared
all that much. Jacob, though approached it as a puzzle. One that is
beyond his reach, so he stopped pondering about unfathomable subjects.
Instead, he wondered about the parlor trick played on that pore sap. He
must have ended up on the wrong side of bedding a crazy woman--a very
vindictive woman.
There was the "spider web" and the special effects of making him see
transfiguration. He has some ideas on the spider web, but he has never
seen a book on the playing of light and images. Trying to look it up on
the school computers brought him to many sites, but no helpful
information. Everything was a hook. When Denny leaned in to see what
Jacob was entertaining, Jacob almost lost it.
"Mind your own business, Denny!"
Shutting down his screen, he leaned back in his chair and placed his cap
lower on his face. Crossing his arms, he shut the world out and marveled
at what he saw. I should have taken some scrappings of that tree's bark,
he thought to himself.
Back home, it was a sight to behold. Jacob's father had prepped the
stumps. His word is his bond. A smiling Fred handed his son the wood
matches and nodded his head. The following two hours saw Jacob lighting
a fuse and running back to where his father stood to safely watch a
stump fly into the air. Eight in all, one went better than twenty feet
high before landing with a thud in the soft topsoil. All but big Betsy,
she blew up alright, but the TNT only managed to split her as the feeder
roots held fast.
"Should have used more on that one," admitted Fred.
This activity had the effect of making Jacob forget about his discovery
for some time. He wondered how much old man Johnson would get off his
father for removing the remainder of old Betsy. Johnson was an ok guy,
but no one seems to come out ahead of that old coot in the world of
barter. It wasn't until he was back at school the following day that
Luke brought it back.
"Did you find anything good, North?" Luke inquired.
Jacob was about to spill the goods but then remembered he is mad at his
cousin. He had leaned in with the conspiratorial body language that
speaks volumes of grand discoveries and then leaned back, closing the
conversation. The look he gave Luke said everything.
"Don't have to be an ASS all of the time, do yah? Luke challenged.
Standing for a short time in silence, Luke departed from the standoff
deciding to wait for a more suitable time. Jacob knew that you don't
catch fish by asking them to eat a sharp hook. Luke wasn't the brightest
nemesis, but this feud has been long-running, and both participants are
always a little apprehensive when they know payback is purchased and
paid. Services, as they say, need to be rendered.
"Look, my dad leaves in a couple of days. We can try the waters then,"
Jacob told Luke.
Susy's anger had a healing effect on the cousins. More to the point,
without each other, life was a whole new level of sustained boredom.
Luke smiled; there is comfort in the familiar devil. Never really
understanding his unprovoked attacks against his cousin, Luke was glad
to have someone worth hanging out with. And the many times he pulled a
good one on his cousin added bounty to his soul. It is the nature of
their relationship.
Hopping on the skiff, Luke asks Jacob what happened to his seat. Jacob
lets him know that if they are lucky, it will happen again. The secret
in the air excites Luke and adds to the anticipation of what his cousin
must have found.
Floating out to a visible eddy, both youths were disappointed to be
pushed downstream. Luke inquired if they could paddle, but a shake of
his head let Luke know today was hopeless. Settling to fish one of their
favorite holes, the bounty they caught almost demanded a fish fry.
Planning started immediately to get some girls over and make a night out
of it.
That was a nice reunion. The disappointment earlier in the day gave way
to things falling into place and good times had by everyone that came
this night. Everyone departing and Luke and Jacob knew that they would
meet early and try again.
CHAPTER FOUR
The waters were favorable. This time the provisions were grander. The
sharing of something special is exciting, even if your motives were to
create a setup. If the eddies joined, then Luke would freak when they
bizarrely enter the tributary as last time.
The feeling of being pushed under in alligator-occupied water and then
to be shot up and propelled forward in the sunlight-deprived tributary
was something right out of a scary dimestore novel. Add the splashing of
alligators intending to feed and knowing that you can't go back, well
Jacob could not wait to see Luke's reaction.
As intended, the skiff inexplicably started swiftly towards the bald
cypress trees and what would seem shoreline. While Luke circled the
skiff, eyeing for a place to jump to safety, Jacob calmly laid on the
floor of the skiff. Shortly Luke jumped down by his side, scared
witless.
Luke knew they were about to be alligator fodder. He screamed like a
little girl as he felt the raft push down in the water. Wood scraping on
the braches rang the dinner bell for the occupants of the shoreline.
Suddenly the skiff accelerated, coming out the other side free of the
branches that held it slightly underwater.
Jacob gathered himself up, looking down at his petrified cousin. The
smile on his face let Luke know he just got him. Still in awe of what
just happened, Luke slid up to one of the chairs and took in the creepy
surroundings. Where Jacob found all of this intriguing, Luke was creeped
out. Reaching into the cooler, Luke pulled out a pimento cheese and
summer sausage sandwich. Jacob craked an old style.
The chill in the air caused some goosebumps to form on Jacob, the ones
on Luke may have been from a different cause.
"Where are we headed, Jacob? And you could have warned me. What if I had
jumped in the drink? You fucking bastard."
Indeed, swimming with alligators is one thing, but entering water that
they were just enticed to join is very different.
"You'll see soon enough. This place is fantastic," Jacob informed his
cousin.
"We could have used some gherkins for these sandwiches or at least some
tomatoes. For fuck's sake, your dad has a garden full."
That was Luke in a nutshell. Scared shitless one second and then
bitching about what is entering his stomach the next. He wasn't dumb,
but he has the attention span of a cricket. Actually, Jacob mused, if he
applied himself, he could probably win most of our "arguments."
"What the Fu**?"
"How are there so many people here?"
Seeing the campsites set up, Luke gathered that this was a popular spot,
but obviously, normal people come from the other direction. Then it
dawned on him...Alligators.
What the Fu**?"
"Come on, let's pull the skiff up," Jacob instructed.
"This place is creeping me out. Let's get out of here."
"No, you haven't seen anything yet," Jacob responded.
Abandoned campsites that look as if people were just here. Tents pitched
where alligators belong. No boats on site. Luke didn't like what he was
witnessing but would not concede to his cousin's bravado. If Jacob isn't
afraid, Luke damn sure wasn't going to be.
Jacob was bothered that all of the tents were still there. He expected
Nicolas Kinkade's site to be cleared away. Going into his tent, he found
the radio and switched it on. The radio was still working; he started to
dwell on what this might mean. Maybe Nicholas got lucky again.
"Let's stash the food on the trail."
"What trail?"
"This is what you just got to see," Jacob informed. Moving his head in
the direction of weathered footprints that still barely bore witness to
something beyond. The two entered the trailhead. Luke seemed mesmerized.
Only fifty feet in, Jacob ascended to the top of the cliff. He beckoned
Luke to follow. Luke shimmied up but could not make the switchover to
gain access to the top.
"That's ok; the trail leads to the same place," Jacob informed his
cousin.
Luke had fallen for it. Jacob could not wait to see him suspended in
that, albeit sexy beyond compare, woman's spiderweb. A punch in the
stomach and a knee to the chin was nothing compared to the indignities
Luke will soon find forced upon himself.
At the end of the trail, he watched Luke exit the canyon trail from the
topside. Nothing happened. No spiderweb, no evil chick is waiting for a
victim, nothing. Luke was digesting the coolest homestead that he has
ever seen. Jacob was on top, scratching his eyebrow, trying to figure
out how to salvage his revenge.
"Here, take my slingshot. I need to go back to find a place to get back
down. I'll catch up with you."
Things didn't go as planned, but still, this place is pretty cool. Jacob
guessed that he would have to settle for Luke's girly scream and being
scared shitless. As always, Jacob intended to salvage whatever situation
presented itself.
Luke had not waited for his cousin. Something had beckoned him forth. As
Jacob came into view, he watched as Luke aimed and let fly a ball
bearing towards a black cat trying to kill a wood duck. A nice shot was
Jacob's comment to himself. It probably broke that vicious cat's hip.
The racket that ensued brought out the occupant of this homestead.
She was livid. Even at the great distance between his cousin and
himself, Jacob recognized that Luke had now stepped in it. Hunkering
down, Jacob watched the beginning of his revenge unfold. Again, as this
sexy woman brought her cat into her arms, he watched as Luke followed
her as if he had no choice.
Luke and the crazy lady, entering the barn, allows Jacob to take up his
former peeping Tom's position. By the time he clambered down the steep
hill and climbed the tree, Luke was already nude and tied, no shackled
to the X frame. The cat was in view and had taken a bad hit.
The redheaded/blond sexpot was pacing back and forth in front of a
boiling cauldron. Having reached a decision, she leered at Luke and took
whatever she had brewing in her pot to the barn door's frame. Outside
she held the handle while tipping the pot upward with a white cloth. The
contents emptied on the ground, and she cursed in the air that she would
have vengeance. Then her attention seemed to be drawn to the shadow of
the tree. Something was off-kilter, but her body language tried to cover
the pause.
Inside, Luke seemed to be struggling to talk; he seemed to have that
ability taken away. He seemed so distressed. This was perfect. The cat
was off to the side, and she was tending to its comfort. Whatever she
fed the cat, it was soon fast asleep.
The lady now concentrated on her cauldron. After many ingredients and
stirring in a methodological practiced way, she returned her focus to
Luke.
"What kind of man trespasses on someone else's property and tries to
kill her pet?"
"In your stupid actions, you have broken the bond between my companion
and myself. For this, you will pay dearly."
"Pore Nixi didn't deserve what you did, but what is unbound can not be
bound a second time. It is the law."
The crazy sexy lady went on to explain, what he caused her to dump was
of the utmost importance. The new formula brewing was especially for him
but will not be ready for twelve-hours. In the meantime, she was going
to give him a hint as to his future.
"Let's see if you are smart enough to figure out what that might be,"
she challenged.
Jacob delighted when she produced a straight razor and started to remove
all of his body hair. The look on Luke's face was worth the price of
admission. This tree limb almost seems custom made to observe the
private stage that is the victim caught up in the X-frame with the
wooden seat.
Makeup and nail polish soon followed. Luke was struggling in his bonds.
His hair-free body is slathered with something oily and fragrant enough
that its scent wafts through the old clapboards of the barn. Luke sure
is looking pretty. And smells awfully girly; Jacob struggles to get his
cell phone out to take a picture.
Starting a video of his cousin beginning to resemble a country queen
contestant, Luke suddenly makes eye contact with Jacob sitting on his
tree limb, filming him. Fear turns to anger, and the naked beauty queen
displaying all her embellishments becomes increasingly agitated.
Jacob started laughing so hard he falls from his perch. Landing with a
thud, Jacob sees a shadow moving quickly for the door blocking the light
penetrating the old boards as she moves across the room. Scrambling to
the far side of the trunk, Jacob hides from view. Holding his breath
now, he hears the soft treading of someone whose bravado is waining. She
is so close now; he can sense her breathing. She retreats to the barn,
not discovering the intruder that was within feet of her.
Jacob climbs quietly back up to make sure Luke was "safe." What he
witnesses makes him fake pound his fist on the tree limb. The woman has
gone to his side and moved a crank bringing his seat plank back and
checking that something is aligned. A phallus comes into view when she
goes behind him and pulls a lever to a water-powered wheel. The wide-
open decorated eyes leave no mistake where that olive tree wood-carved
dick just entered. Slowly up and down, Luke's extremities point out with
each intrusion until he seems to start to enjoy it.
Tired and needing some food, Jacob made his way back to the trailhead.
Luke was in good hands. Still, he didn't want to sleep where alligators
might tread. Jacob took Nicolas's tent and set it up in a wide spot in
the trail. Tomorrow should be interesting.
CHAPTER FIVE
Climbing the tree next to her window, Jacob witnessed a repeat of what
he saw that first night with Nicholas. This time was Luke on the
receiving end. The sexy woman is blowing on her creation that resided in
a small ladle. Luke will freak out on this one. The ladle descended in
front of Luke's face. The sirene pinches his nose, making him open his
gullet. In goes, the liquid and Luke's eyes roll back in his head as his
ears move north on his scalp. Black cat ears seem to form where his
natural ears moved and were once somewhat normal. She kisses him and
seems to shove her tongue down his throat.
How did she do this? Luke has the same tail as Nicolas, and his penis
also appears to be folded back out of the way. The cat looks a little
strange as it seems to have grown in size. Suddenly the woman of this
estate seems to look in Jacob's direction.
"I don't usually do this as it can be excruciating, but your friend out
there watching has prompted me. A second ladle in the first twelve
hours. Upon ingesting this additional amount, Luke started to see
swelling in the chest area and a clear divide between his smooth mound.
Under the high window was a full-length mirror. Luke essentially has the
same view as Jacob does. They both watch as Luke's fingernails extend
half-inch past his thining fingers. Both were equally amazed that the
nail polish color extends with the unnatural growth. Both understand
that that is not possible.
"I'll leave you now. I don't want to see you writhing in discomfort due
to the itching that will now soon be upon you."
Her cat she could get over. The brew that she had spent the last month
cultivating after three months of gathering the rare ingredients now has
to be created again. And time is of the essence. If everything works
out, her new familiar will have a much stronger bond due to his wayward
act against her. Maybe these two did her a favor. Only time will tell.
She readjusted the seat and started the water wheel, and stopped it just
as it was about to contact the newly created pussy.
"Now, if you use enough effort, you can relieve the itching you will
shortly experience."
And she was gone back up to the main house. Luke has no idea what she is
talking about. He was still marveling at nail polish that corrects
itself. The door was opening, and he guessed she forgot something.
Looking over, it was Jacob. Relief followed by extreme anger and then
itching like never before.
It was unbearable. He needs help. Luke now knows that she put the carved
dildo just out of reach to punish him. Desperately he was trying to
wiggle his newly forming equipment around the polished implement. The
itching is so bad he no longer is thinking about being unbound or
escape, just relief from the itching.
Jacob is so impressed with what she seems to have accomplished with the
makeup and prosthetics. He at first grabs the base of Luke's tail.
Trying to pull, the response from Luke is sexual. The tail goes ridged,
and he gasps as if a cute girl is giving him a hand job.
Speaking of a cute girl, Luke looks quite different. This woman must
have worked in the movies. Getting his phone out, Jacob wants to
document this for posterity. Taking a video/selfie with his cousin, he
scratches "her" ears. Luke enjoys this. But the immediate need is
further south. Luke starts his struggles anew.
"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?"
Jacob couldn't resist. Luke, however, kept looking at the lever and back
at Jacob. Jacob, enjoying his revenge, couldn't help but pretend not to
understand. Also, he was put off that Luke was pretending not to be able
to speak.
"Ok then," Jacob said as he pulled the lever back. The phallus started
an up-and-down crescendo much faster than intended. Ten inches were
entering his cousin and then receding in rapid succession. The relief on
his cousin's face is disturbing. Slowing it down to a more conducive
pace, Jacob watched as Luke found relief from the itching and pleasure
in being fucked. Watching his shackled feet, now more dainty than they
were, point in sexual satisfaction, and his hands trying to gain
purchase in the air against their restraints made Jacob mad.
"You like this shit, you little perve," Jacob announced as he stirred
the contents of the cauldron and brought the steaming ladle up from its
depths. Walking over to his cousin blowing on the concoction, he brought
it to Luke's mouth. Upon seeing his intention, Luke shook his head in
the negative and fought not to enjoy the olive branch's repeated
entrance. Closing his mouth hard only egged Jacob on as he held this
captive nose shut and poured in the unknown substance.
Jacob threw the ladle back into the cauldron. Turning with angry eyes,
the sight that beheld him ran chills down his spine. Luke's hair
descended his back, turning completely black and unreasonably shinny. As
each stroke of the olive wood entered his cousin, caught up in his
rapture, his chest developed a little more. It was almost like a hand
pump inflating a bicycle tire. Luke, no doubt, was being turned into a
cat woman.
A mean thought ran in Jacob's mind. "Now who is being a pussy?" If Luke
was not related, Jacob might have decided to have a go. The small feet,
the rounded ass, large breasts, and an ultra-sensitive hole between her
legs. Plus, who wouldn't want a woman that can't talk back?
Jacob could not resist and wrapped his hand around the base of Luke's
new tail. The orgasm that followed proved that Luke could not use his
voice. The cat also seemed to be changing. As Luke gained in feline
femininity, the cat seemed to be approaching some humanoid form.
Jacob needed to go home and do some research into areas he had never
considered before. Thank God for youtube.
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