*All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.*
*Commissioned by CeeBee42.*
**Chapter 1**
The echoes of the ship’s klaxon cascaded around the grand cryo-chamber. Jacob’s eyes shot open and he punched the transparent cryolid open. Something was wrong. Very wrong. He dry heaved over the side of his pod and pulled the tube out of his arm. His skin felt feverish and sweaty. He wore only the boxer-briefs issued by Colony Control, but he was so hot.
The klaxon stopped, but the chamber pulsed with red warning lights. Jacob pulled himself out of his pod and fell to the metal floor. He pushed his damp, brown hair out of his eyes and looked up at the screen. It didn’t look like they’d arrived at New Canaan yet. He looked around the room. Of course not. Everyone else was still in their cryopods. Something had gone wrong. He fell forward to his hands and knees and retched. He was sick. Panic set in.
“Mom?” Jacob stood on unsteady feet. “Dad?” At eighteen years old, he didn’t want to cry for his parents, but the situation seemed to call for it. The red lights continued to pulse as he stumbled to a terminal. He opened a connection and a screen appeared in the air before him.
“Welcome aboard the mothership Wilderness. I am the Errand into the Wilderness. We are sixty-three years and twenty-seven days from Congregational Establishment on New Canaan.” The computer’s voice was feminine, smooth, and comforting. “What is your status, member Jacob Winthrop?”
“I’m sick,” Jacob croaked at the machine.
“Running a scan now.” The computer paused for a second. “Anomalies found. You have mutagenic alkaloids multiplying in your cardiovascular system. Seek out your nearest doctor immediately.”
“What?” Panic now gripped him completely. “Take my family out of cryo.”
“But we are sixty-three years from New Canaan.” The computer didn’t seem particularly perturbed by the request, but she didn’t rush to execute. “Are you sure you wish me to wake up the Winthrops and Carvers? All members?”
“Yes.” Darkness pulsed in Jacob’s vision with the red lights. The room faded. “All of them.” Jacob collapsed to the floor and blackness fell around him.
~~
“He’s coming around.” Isaac Winthrop’s voice pulled Jacob from his sleep. “Make sure you get the sedative ready.”
“Dad?” Jacob opened his eyes. He was lying on a table in one of the med rooms. Robotic arms whirled above him. His pale, lithe body was on full display, with only his briefs still covering his modesty. “What happened?”
“You pulled us all out of cryo, you little devil. That’s what happened.” Mary Winthrop stood next to her husband. She brushed her blonde hair out her face and tried to put on a brave smile. They both wore the standard blue Wilderness jumpsuit uniform, although she was a full head shorter than her husband. And a good deal more curvy. “How are you feeling, sweetie?”
“I feel really weird.” Jacob tried to sit up but quickly put his head back on the exam table. “Did I wake up Mason and Pricilla?”
Isaac nodded. “You woke John and Humility too. Both your siblings and their spouses. It’s a wonder you didn’t wake the whole colony.”
“Please, Isaac. Go easy on him.” Mary reached for the platinum cross that hung from a thin chain around her neck. “The Lord chose this path for us.”
“Amen.” Isaac watched the new numbers as they sped along the screen to his right. “Right now, I’m worried about the path the computer chose for our son. Look, right after liftoff, it injected him with an experimental fertility drug. Why would we have such a thing onboard the Wilderness? Why inject him?”
“I don’t know.” Mary put her hand on her son’s forehead. “He’s burning up. Do something, Isaac.”
“The autodoc is doing whatever it can.” Isaac could see the sweat breaking out all over Jacob’s body. His alabaster skin had taken on a rosy tone.
“Mom … it hurts … it … aaaahhhhhhhhh.” Jacob arched his back and writhed on the table. His mission-issue briefs tore as the drug reorganized his cells.
“His penis … his penis …” Mary put her hand to her mouth and stared with wide eyes as a gargantuan, erect penis rose from between her son’s legs. And she could see his poor testicles distending and pulsing, too.
“I see it.” But Isaac didn’t want to. He reached for a sheet and threw it over the growing thing. “Do something, computer.”
“This incident is outside governing parameters. I am terribly sorry, but I’m unable to act.” The autodoc’s voice was full of compassion and understanding. The best bedside manner a programmer could engineer. “Administering sedative now.”
“Mom … it’s …” Jacob lost consciousness as the sedative took hold.
~~
“Jake?” Mary put a cool washcloth on her son’s forehead. “Can you hear me?” She sat next to his prone form on the bed, waiting for him to wake up.
“Hey, Mom.” Jacob was still a bit groggy from the sedative they’d given him. He opened his eyes to see his lovely mother leaning over him. He got an eyeful of the ample curve of her breasts under her blue uniform. “Where are we?”
“Well, your father and sister-in-law are looking through the logs to see if they can find what the computer injected you with.” Mary removed the washcloth and offered what she hoped was a reassuring smile. “You and I are in some quarters we took for you. The whole ship is empty, so we took what we needed.”
“Well, I feel better.” He looked around the room. It was spartan, but nice, with muted browns and beiges. Outside the windows, stars twinkled in at him. He was in a pleasant, soft bed, just the way he liked it. He looked back at his mother and met her pretty, gray eyes. His dick jumped. Was he … was he attracted to his mother? “But I still feel weird.”
“About that. We’re not sure exactly how the drug did that to you, but … what are you …?” Mary’s mouth dropped and she watched his hand move up and down under the blanket. It was clear he was masturbating his deformed penis right in front of her. “What are you doing?”
“It’s really throbbing.” Jacob’s right hand moved up and down in long strokes. His dick felt so strange. Like it had grown to the size of an Xavier Class rocket. “Everything feels really weird.” With his left hand, Jacob pulled down the blanket and exposed himself to his mother.
“Gosh, sweetie. Don’t do that.” But she didn’t try and stop him. His self-pleasuring was oddly compelling. Maybe if he just got his stuff out, he wouldn’t be so swollen down there? Her eyes traveled down the thick, veiny shaft and took in his expansive testicles. “My word, they’re blue.” And they were. She’d always thought blue balls were just an expression.
“Oh, Mom. Nothing feels right.” He brought his other hand to his dick and two-fisted it. Until that moment, he’d never been able to do that before.
“Jake, honey, I think you better stop now.” Mary looked over her shoulder at the door. Anyone could walk in any minute and how would this look? “Computer, look the door.”
“Of course, Mrs. Winthrop,” the computer said and the door clicked.
“Okay, I’ve taken care of things, honey. Do what you need to do.” Mary felt the bed rock under her butt as her son really put his full effort into relieving himself.
“Mom … can I … see your boobs?” Jacob could see her boobs jiggling under her uniform as the bed shook. He wanted to see more.
“Goodness, no. Don’t get crazy.” Mary stood up, smoothed out her uniform, and then walked into the bathroom. She came out with a towel. “You can finish in this.” She laid it gently on his thigh and stood awkwardly next to the bed. “I should probably … give you your privacy.” She half-turned, but then stopped. “Or maybe your medical condition needs someone to monitor you.” She turned back toward him and watched her son furiously masturbate. She was normally so decisive. “I’m not sure what I should do.”
“Watch me … Mom … watch it … come out … aaaaahhhhhhhhhh.” Jacob had never known true pleasure until the moment his new balls contracted and cum erupted from his dick.
“Oh, my.” Mary gasped and stood transfixed as a geyser of cum leapt from Jacob’s penis up into the air and fell down on him and the bed. She trembled with adrenaline just gazing at this massive event. Shot after shot spewed out, more than she thought humanly possible. When he finished, Mary snapped back into action. “Oh, my, oh, my. My poor boy.” She picked up the towel and cleaned him slowly. “Are you better now?”
“Yeah. A little, I think.” Jacob watched his mom busy herself around his crotch, mopping up that sea of cum. It was surreal.
“There’s so much … and …” The smell. It was a murky, earthy scent. So pungent. And so bewitching. “We’ll get this sorted out soon, sweetie.” As she cleaned, she scooped a little semen into her left palm and held it there, not sure what she was doing. “There now, all cleaned. Let me go put this in the bathroom.” She walked back to the bathroom, and the second she was out of Jacob’s sight she brought her left hand up before her face, her wedding ring sparkling in front of her gray eyes. Was she really going to do this? She was. Mary licked up his sperm like she was dying of thirst and it was the only water for miles. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her whole body went rigid as a board. After a few seconds, she recovered herself. What in heaven was she doing? Had she just had an orgasm eating her son’s sperm?
“Mom, you okay in there?” Jacob called after her. “I feel a little weird about what just happened.”
“Coming.” Mary put the towel in the laundry chute. She looked in the mirror at her wide eyes and shell-shocked expression. “Everything’s okay. We’ll figure this out,” she whispered to her reflection. She composed herself and returned to her son. It was hard not to stare at the still-hard monstrous thing pulsing between his legs. At least his oversized testicles had returned to a pinkish color. “Why don’t you get some rest, sweetie.” She pulled the blanket back over him and tucked it under his chin. It tented dramatically over his penis.
“Okay, Mom.” Jacob looked up at her with worried eyes. “Just tell me everything is going to be alright. I want to get to New Canaan and fulfill our mission. I don’t want Him to reject me for this.”
“Sssshhhhhh. Don’t worry about such things.” Mary smoothed out his wild hair. “God loves you, Jake. And always will.” She kissed him on the forehead. The musky smell of his sperm lingered in the room. Mary suddenly wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and snuggle her boy. But she knew no good would come of that. “I’m going to go check on your father.” She turned for the door.
“Don’t tell Dad about what happened, Mom. Please?”
Mary looked back at Jacob. “Well …” She didn’t know how she should handle this. She shared everything with her husband. Maybe this was one of those rare moments when a lie was called for. “Don’t worry, it’ll be our secret.”
“Thanks, Mom.” Jacob sighed and let his head sag into the pillow. He was so tired. He fell asleep before his mom was even out the door.
**Chapter 2**
“Member Humility Winthrop at the door,” the computer announced in its feminine voice.
“Let her in.” Jacob had taken to locking his door lately. He was so often unable to avoid handling his new penis that it seemed like a worthwhile precaution. He sat up in bed, with the covers up to his waist. The door slid open and Jacob smiled at the young, bouncy woman that entered. He very much liked his sister-in-law for many reasons, not the least of which was that she was the only member of his family shorter than him. It was nice to feel tall once in a while.
“How are you feeling today, Jacob?” Humility walked in wearing a white lab jumpsuit that hugged her curves. She carried a tray of medical equipment. “I’m here to run a few tests. Your father and I are going to get to the bottom of this.” Her smile filled the room with warmth.
“Thank you, Lil.” Jacob found that her presence excited him in new ways. What had the fertility drug done to him? He struggled to prevent a boner from popping up. His gaze moved to the window. He tried to focus on the distant stars. “So, what do you know about my condition?”
“I know everything.” She sat down next to him on the bed and picked up a scanner. “And nothing.” She pushed back Jacob’s brown hair and pressed the device to his forehead. “Shh. It’s okay, Jake. Don’t look so upset. It’s not your fault. It’s all part of God’s plan.”
“God didn’t deform my … you-know-what. The computer did.” Jacob strained against his dick. He could feel it rising. He willed it to stop. He promised himself the second Humility left, he’d fap.
“God is in the computer, Jacob.” Humility put the scanner back onto the tray and picked up the injector. “We are the Errand into the Wilderness. Just like the colonies of old. Look around, little brother, His will surrounds us.”
“So, you’re not grossed out by me?” Jacob looked back at her. She was very pretty, with her elfin features and her black hair tied back. Did God want Jacob to see his brother’s wife naked? Because that was the thought that burrowed itself deep into his brain.
“Heavens no. You’re Mason’s little brother. We both love you.” Humility smiled as she moved the injector onto his arm, but she felt something wrong in the room. It felt like walking down a familiar path, but suddenly stepping out onto air where solid ground should have been. “Hold still, this will sting a bit.” Her eyes dropped to the blanket between Jacob’s legs. There was a visible lump there and it seemed to grow. A part of her mind told her to do a thorough visible inspection. Another part of her mind, the sane part, told her to leave the room as quickly as possible. She knew what was growing under there.
“Okay.” Jacob tensed, but the sting barely registered. “Can we go back to cryo, Lil? No one’s told me yet, and I don’t want to be an old man when we get to New Canaan.”
“We’re working on that, too. Don’t worry, this is all part of His plan.” Humility nodded, stood, and smiled stiffly. “I’ll run some more tests.” She picked up the tray and walked briskly toward the door. “Get some rest,” she said without looking back.
“I will, bye.” Jacob watched her round butt disappear and the door hissed closed behind her. “Errand?”
“I am here, member Jacob Winthrop.” The computer’s female voice was so comforting.
“Lock the door, please.” Jacob waited for the click and then threw his covers off. His dick was still at half-mast. What an effort it had taken to keep it there. Even partially inflated, the thing looked bloated and it pulsed rhythmically. Jacob grabbed his dick and fapped with both hands, all the while thinking of his little sister-in-law with her pretty, elfin face and her curvy, inviting body.
~~
“I don’t want to see him.” Pricilla clasped her husband’s hand tight as they walked down the Spartan corridor. “It’s so unnatural. What if he’s contagious?”
“Jacob’s your little brother, dear.” John squeezed Pricilla’s hand and gave her a confident smile. “He needs our support. Imagine what he’s going through. Anyway, it’s not contagious. The autodoc would have warned us. Isaac and Humility are working hard on a solution. Trust in Him. Okay?”
“Okay.” Pricilla squeezed back. They stopped at Jacob’s door. “I haven’t seen him yet, does he look scary?”
“I dropped by yesterday.” John pressed the doorbell. “He’s the same as always. Have some faith, Pricilla. It’s going to work out.”
“Right.” Pricilla took a deep breath and the door slid open. “Hello, Jacob.” She put a big smile on her face and walked into the room with her husband. Their mom had set Jacob up with a nice space. It was large, with an extensive window bank and calming wall colors. “How are you?” She walked into the room, squeezing John’s hand so tight her knuckles turned white. They stopped about halfway into the room, and the doors slid closed behind them. Jacob sat in a recliner looking out at the stars. He spun the recliner when they entered and smiled. Pricilla was surprised. “You look good. Healthy even.”
“Thanks.” Jacob stood up and made sure his long, white robe covered everything. Their normal jumpsuits were too revealing with his new package, so he’d taken to wearing robes. “I feel … okay.” He took a few steps toward them. “Thanks for stopping by. It can get pretty lonely in here.”
“Of course, Jake.” John’s eyes lit up and he dropped his wife’s hand. “I almost forgot. Look what I found.” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a baseball. “It’s real. Found a whole room with stuff like this. I guess they wanted to make sure we didn’t forget Earth.” He tossed the ball to Jacob.
Jacob bobbled the catch and the ball dropped to the ground. All three laughed.
“Same old, Jake.” Pricilla let out a sigh of relief. She picked up the ball as it rolled to her feet and stepped over to offer it back to her eighteen-year-old brother. “Hey, you look sorta funny all of a sudden. Your face is all red.” She stopped a foot away from him, hand outstretched with the ball. He didn’t take it from her.
“I … I think …” Jacob’s eyes had a distant look. “Oh, no. Something’s happening.” His legs and arms trembled violently.
The baseball dropped with a thud to the floor from Pricilla’s hand. Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened in horror.
“What is it?” John quickly moved to his wife, put his arms on her shoulders, and pulled her away from Jacob. “What’s happening?”
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh.” Jacob threw off the robe, and his pale naked form glistened with sweat. His great, big dangling penis came to life and lurched bigger and bigger with each pulse of his heart.
“Oh, no. Oh, no,” Pricilla whispered. She couldn’t take her eyes off the horrific spectacle. “Do something, John.”
“Right.” John stepped toward Jacob. “Hold tight, let’s get you off your feet, sport. I don’t want you to hurt –” John never saw the flailing arm that smacked him upside the head and dropped him, dazed, onto his back.
“So … much … pressure.” Jacob looked down. He could see his flesh rippling on his dick, responding to some unknown rhythm.
“Oh, please Jesus. Save my brother.” Priscilla watched as the hard penis rippled and moved like it had its own intelligence. It was immense, and she could see that it was fully erect, but at the same time, it turned left, right, up, down, as if testing itself. “What’s happening?”
“I … feel … really strange.” Jacob took a step toward Priscilla. The slender blonde woman looked so very tantalizing. Even if she was his sister.
“Stay back.” Pricilla took a step toward the door.
“Errand, call in Isaac and Mary.” John shook his head and sat up. He saw that Jacob was cornering his wife. “Call in the whole family.” He stood quickly and raced across the room.
“Calling,” the computer said.
“Sorry, sport.” He jabbed at Jacob’s ribs from the back. When Jacob gasped and turned, he dodged around the other way. He picked up his wife in his arms and sped toward the door. Out of the corner of his eye, it almost looked like Jacob’s hideous penis moved about of its own accord. What had that injection done to him? “Errand, open the doors.” John put his brother-in-law behind them and bolted out of the room. “Close the door and lock it from the outside.” The doors hissed closed.
“Priority code needed for lock override.” Errand into the Wilderness’s voice was calm and collected as it always was.
“Orion.” John panted and put his wife down in the hall. The door clicked locked behind them.
“What’s happening to my brother?” Pricilla’s teeth chattered as she tried to deal with the fright they’d just had.
“I don’t know, dear.” John brought her in for a big hug. “I don’t know.”
~~
“Oh, good. You’re waking up.” Mary sat on the edge of Jacob’s bed, watching her son with expectation. “You gave us all quite a scare. How are you feeling?”
“What happened?” Jacob looked into her gray eyes. He was flabbergasted by her beauty. How had it taken him eighteen years to realize what a knockout she was? Immediately, blood flowed to places he wished it wouldn’t. He remembered the way his hard dick had twisted and moved. A shiver moved up his spine.
“Apparently, the drug has a tertiary phase. It … um … had a negative effect. Your father and I arrived and gave you a sedative.” She tried to sound chipper, but these new developments were more than unsettling. Sitting next to him, her nostrils flared. Something in the room smelled lovely. Her shoulders relaxed a little.
“It’s getting hard again, Mom.” Jacob felt the panic at what the drug had done to him drift away. In its place, there was calm. And a deep need. “I have to touch it.”
“That’s okay, sweetie. It’s not your fault.” She put her hand on his shoulder. “Would you like me to give you some privacy?” She’d meant it as a rhetorical question. Of course, she’d leave the room as he took care of it. But her pretty lips frowned when she thought he might send her away. “I mean. I can stay if you want. I know you’re going through a lot of changes. And it might be helpful to have me with you.”
“Thanks, Mom.” Jacob pulled off the blanket. “I want you here. What about the door?” He took hold of that mammoth penis with both hands and slowly slid his hands up and down.
“I already locked it.” Mary coughed nervously. “It looks normal. Well … um … it’s certainly … too big. I mean big. I mean … it’s not moving about.”
“It feels really good, Mom.” Jacobs mouth hung open and he turned his head so he could stare at the curve of his mom’s boobs under her uniform. “Better than before.”
“Your testicles are still really blue, sweetie. And they’re … pulsing. The whole thing is pulsing, actually.” Mary bit her bottom lip, brushed her blonde hair behind her shoulder, and stared. “Oh. Oh my. Your penis just moved to the left a little. Did you see that?”
“I … I think I did that.” Jacob tried to make it move to the right and it did in a jerking fashion. He was using muscles he’d never used before. It felt like walking for the first time. “Look, I made it do that.”
“Gosh.” Mary leaned closer. “The way it moves is so … captivating.”
“Could I see your boobs, Mom?”
“What?” Mary arched an eyebrow, and glanced at his brown eyes. They were looking straight at her bust. “I’m your mother, Jake. That seems like a bad idea.”
“Please, Mom?”
Her body relaxed further, almost like an endorphin kick. “Well, now. I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” Mary returned her eyes to the enormous organ as her son stroked it. It wiggled and rippled and looked at the same time grotesque and beautiful. She unzipped her uniform and lowered the top half of her jumpsuit down to her waist. She then reached around behind her and undid the clasp on her bra.
“Wow, Mom.” Jacob watched the bra fall away to reveal two full, sloping boobs with a fine web of blue veins running just under her pale skin. Mary’s platinum cross dangled in her cleavage. That cross represented everything about why they traveled across the galaxy to spread His word to lifeless planets. But Jacob couldn’t think about Jesus, or the persecution back home, or the Congregational Establishment on New Canaan. All he could think about was how womanly and perfect his mother was. “Cuuuuuummmmmmiiiinnnnnnnnngggggg.” His balls contracted, almost painfully, and cum erupted into the air again. There was always so much.
“Oh, gosh.” Mary leaned forward, her nipples brushing against her knees. It was such a powerful release that droplets of sperm splashed onto her boobs, her cheek, and her hair. “I thought maybe I misremembered, but it really does rival Noah’s flood.”
“So … good.” Jacob’s hands fell from his dick and his head lolled on the pillow.
“Okay.” Mary could feel the wetness between her legs. Butterflies flapped in her stomach. She knew she was feeling anticipation. The moment before ecstasy. “Let Mom clean you up.” She took the sheet from his bed and lovingly mopped up the mess, careful to store some sperm in the palm of her hand like last time. She then quickly walked to the bathroom, closed the door, and licked up her son’s precious emanation. The salty heat mixed with a metallic taste as her tongue came in contact with her wedding ring. Instantly her whole body went rigid and she made a gargling sound. She could touch the gates of heaven when that white stuff moved down her throat. The orgasm passed. She panted, looking at the bare breasted woman in the mirror. “More,” she whispered and lifted the sheet and sucked the sperm deposited there. It carried her off on another bout of rapture.
“Mom?” Jacob called in through the door. “You okay?”
“F … f … fi … finnnneeee.” Mary made herself shove the sheet down the laundry chute and take a deep breath. “I’m fine, sweetie. Be out in a minute.” She looked at her reflection in the eyes as she zipped up her uniform. “Retrieve your bra, tuck him in, and get to a shower before anyone sees you,” she whispered at herself. She nodded. It was a good plan. She turned and opened the door. Now to put it into action.
*Chapters 1 – 4 are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*
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