Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 53529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Morris narrows his eyes, noodling on something. “Did she exhibit unusual strength?”
Now that I think about it, she did tackle me to the floor. Also, when we were having sex, she held a handstand for thirty minutes. “Yes. She wasn’t nearly as strong as me, but she was definitely exhibiting extreme stamina.”
“I can’t believe it. The chemicals never left your body. The key was right there in your balls all along.” He steps toward me. “You gotta give me some.”
“No. Back off.”
“Huff, I need your cum!”
I put my hand over my crotch. “Get away from me, man.”
In my mind, I involuntarily think of somewhere safe. Somewhere I can go to get away. I blink—and I’m standing in my parents’ living room, but fucking Morris is latched to my arm.
“I’m not leaving without your cum, Huff!” he yells.
My parents, who are eating popcorn and watching TV, look up from the couch, mouths gaping open.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Thanks for the extra clothes, Dad.” He loaned me his red and white checkered shirt and a pair of black sweats. My mom found a pair of my old Converse in a box in the closet.
“And thank you for the coffee, Mrs. Ferris,” Morris says to Mom.
“Anytime, sweetie.” She smiles.
“Look, guys,” I say, “I really have to get back to River. She can’t be left alone in her current state.” God only knows what she’s doing right now—maybe having her way with a tree or making good on her threat to go bang a few strangers in town.
My stomach clamps down on itself. The thought of anyone touching her makes me sick. And furious. And jealous.
“But, son,” Dad says, “I think Morris is right. You really should give him some of your secret sauce. It could be the only way to find a cure for River.”
“And for you, too, Huff,” Mom adds. “Wouldn’t you like to get your life back? Be normal again? Live in peace without the world chasing you?”
Maybe. Maybe not, but Morris is just going to hand over the formula to Kyle in order to get Keni back. Then what?
“Morris, did you say you had a plan to get your sister freed?” I ask.
“Who has your sister?” Mom asks.
“Kyle took her,” I reply.
“What!” Mom reaches for her phone.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“I’m going to make your brother give her back!”
“Mom, don’t tell him anything! He can’t know we’re here—”
Too late.
“Kyle, this is your mother,” she growls like it’s a threat and starts rambling away. “I just heard about what you’ve been up to. I want you to give that young man’s sister back this instant! And you stop using your brother for all your political warmongering stuff. He is not your lab rat. I’m very ashamed of you, Kyle.”
She listens for a moment.
“Yes, your brother is here with his friend Morris,” she says.
“He’s not my friend,” I protest.
“Thanks,” Morris says.
Mom goes on, talking to Kyle, ignoring me and Morris. “Well, Huff says you’re trying to kill him so you can make more like him, but I don’t believe you’d hurt your baby brother.”
She goes silent, listening.
“Oh.” Her mouth flaps. “But you can’t possibly mean tha—”
Silent, listening.
“All right. I’ll tell your dad.” She ends the call.
“What did he say?” I ask.
She looks at Dad. “Kyle says hello.” She turns to me. “And yep, he said he would absolutely sacrifice you for the greater good of the country.”
“W-well, that’s outrageous! Let me talk to him!” Dad holds out his hand, but Mom sets the phone on the table.
“I think he’s too far gone, honey. He’s turned into a power-hungry monster.” Mom looks at me. “Huff, sweetie, give Morris your semen.” She looks at Morris. “You can find a cure, yes?”
“I’ll try.” Morris nods eagerly.
“Mom, you don’t understand,” I protest. “If Morris figures out how I was transformed, he’ll—”
“I’ll save River,” Morris interjects. “And if you’re no longer needed by Kyle and the government, they’ll leave you alone. Plus, I’ll get my sister back.”
I don’t say anything at first. Helping Morris doesn’t feel right.
“Huff,” Morris adds, “sooner or later they will find out how you were made—whether it’s getting their hands on you or working with the blood samples they already have, they will figure it out eventually. So why not save River and Keni?”
He’s probably right. Kyle isn’t going to give up.
“What makes you think you can fix River?” I ask.
“If I have a stable, complete formula, it changes everything. I just need to know the active ingredients to figure out how to neutralize them.”
“You have no choice, Huff.” Mom grabs my hand. “I can’t lose you, too. And I’m sure River doesn’t want to die. Give him your man-goop.”
Man-goop? This is beyond surreal, but maybe they’re right. I have to help River.
I sigh. “Fine. Get me a cup.”
I do my business in the guest bathroom, which was nearly impossible. Does anyone know how hard it is to jerk off when your parents know what you’re doing and are in the other room?