What’s Yours Is Mine…
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 28
by
copier
· original author:
ovalgrape040
The moment Derek did as he was told, he felt the uncomfortable sensation of Blanca rubbing her finger up and down his back--making him shiver.
"See, was that so hard?" Nicole mocked with a giggle. "See? You can be such a good boy when you try to!"
"Mhm~. He always is," Bianca spoke with a husky breath as she admired him in her hand.
Derek only whimpered submissively.
Patricia chimed. "He just had to be a drama queen first, I guess." Then she took the phone in her hand, and held it towards Bianca.
"Hm? Do you want me to do something, Patty?" Bianca questioned.
"Figured you'd wanna keep it." She said, Bianca's lip quivered in response, before she slowly took the phone in her hand. "He won't be needing it anymore, huh?" Patricia smiled.
"N-no, you can't just-" Derek protested. More and more moments of his existence and life being written off as a possession to Bianca piling up. Not even giving him the dignity of privacy.
It was like taking a diary from someone after abducting, violating, and torturing them. Though, a phone felt much worse than a diary.
"A lot's on someone's phone... 'specially a guys~!" Nicole let out a catcall whistle. "Ready for missus to see the goods?"
Nicole was all too clearly aware that every aspect of her big brother's secrets, character, life, and moments of vulnerability all lied on the screen of that one device.
Bianca would already get to know nearly everything about him... see things that he only felt comfortable with himself seeing.
Every single one of his fears--which if he still had access to the device, she'd have made it in uncontested to the top of that list
Not to mention the inevitability of her going through all of his notes, messages, and, much, much to the joy of future Bianca: not only his very intimate personal self photos, but every single thing that happened to get his blood pumping down south.
Everything.
His heart raced with the idea she'd attempt to psychologically manipulate him, knowing every one's of his ticks.
The worst thing she could possibly know with the dominion she had over him.
Bianca smiled as she caressed the phone, looking up to Patricia, then Nicole
"Wow, I-" Bianca started.
"Yesss? You what~?" Patricia teased, knowing what was coming.
"You two are too good to me. I love you both so much," Bianca said with a joyful sniffle.
"Just make sure I get to be the maid of honor for my future sister-in-lawww~!" Nicole chirped.
"You will..." Bianca replied, not the faintest stutter of dishonesty in her response.
"Oh, she's for real, for real." Patricia laughed.
"Just end it. Just end it." Derek kept muttering before he felt the caramel-skinned fingers surround him, clasped around him tightly. "Ack!" He gasped out.
He'd tried so hard to take himself out of reality, he hadn't noticed the three of the girl's embraced; Bianca's hand clasping tightly around Derek as a result so he wouldn't fall.
Nicole looked to Derek in her friends palm. A smirk of satisfaction washing over her--contrasting her brothers panic and misery.
Her expression still held that silent warning, however.
*Bzzztz!*
His phone lit up, the girls dropping their sororal cuddle as they all--especially Bianca--lit up.
'be there in just a few minutes babe!! missed u so much. youll see how much ;)'
"How naughty your ex is, Derek..." Patricia looked at him.
Nicole spoke, "Not for long."
"I'mnotmad. I'mnotmad. I'mnotmad." Bianca spoke fast, trying to convince herself. "Notjealous. Notjealous. Notjealous."
The sound of the little girl's continued tries at self-affirmation were a lot scarier when you lied in her now sweating palm.
One squeeze. If she decided right now, that she was upset enough at him to turn him to a red pulp against her palm--that'd be it.
The chance of her doing this was admittedly unlikely with her unhealthy infatuation towards him.
At least, for as long as there lied no possibly of him getting away. If her choices ranged from crushing Derek at her hand, or him escaping...
Derek gulped.
Yeah, he knew the answer. And it made him tear.
So he attempted to calm her, with this fear turning his stomach.
"Bi-Bianca?" He forced out.
"Notjealous. Not-" The curly haired preteen stopped the second she processed Derek saying her name, she gave a shaky breath.
"Hoo..."
Then she looked right at him, a creepy smile forming.
"Yes, babe?"
Derek nearly felt bile rise in his throat. She was trying to mimic Claire's behaviorism towards him. Like a fleshy mask, an eerie attempt at taking the spot of the love of his life.
Derek hadn't realized he'd been silently staring off into nothing.
"¿Mi esposo?" Bianca spoke in Spanish, turning her head.
He wasn't even sure what that meant, but all he knew is he calmed her nerves with saying her name, and he needed her to stay like that for as long as he could... before the storm arrived.
"I-it's fine Bianca, I'm here." Derek hated having to say these things so much, but Claire kept flashing in his mind, and he thought if he calmed her before, maybe they'd go easy on her, maybe this was a scare tactic, they might even just drop all of it.
"I'm... I'm not going anywhere. No need to get anxious." What Derek hated about that affirmation, is that he wasn't necessarily lying. It was impossible for him to go anywhere. He was stuck with Bianca for as long as she wanted him to be--which all too obviously--was for the rest of their lives unless he could speak sense into one of the girls.
Bianca took a light breath, nerves calming, she pulled her palm to her face, before Derek realized.
Fuck! Not again!
He tried to shield his face before the brown lips collided with his body in her palm, even wetter and longer than before.
"Mmm~mm..." Bianca moaned, her tongue slipping out this time, its tip prodding at Derek's face as he thrashed in an attempt to get it off.
The two observers watched in awe, the intense display like watching a car crash--unable to pull one's eyes away. Though this time it'd only be the lips of the obsessive African-American girl crashing into a person.
Derek much would've preferred being hit with a car. He was getting toyed with like candy, all the while Bianca kept letting out moans.
"Mm~mmm..."
The tongue even managed to slip its way into his mouth, as much as the giant mammoth could. His eyes watered, he tried to let out a curdling cry as he was used as kissing practice for the inexperienced juvenile.
"Sllck!"
"Slllcck!"
A few painful sucks.
Patricia was the first to speak up. "Wow... uh... kiss of death, I guess?"
"Kiss?" Nicole turned her head. "She's practically gobbling him..."
"Whatever gets their rocks off, I guess." Nicole shrugged her shoulders.
"Hehe, rocks... how hard do you think he is?" Patricia asked, getting a shocked reaction from both girls. "Do you think he already-"
"Uu'llk!"
"Uck!"
Bianca nearly sucked Derek down her throat in surprise, barely catching herself before she broke her kiss.
"God. Patty. You're the worst." Nicole tried to remain stern, before she broke into laughter.
"Eheheh... ahahaha!"
She threw her head back before Patricia joined in on the laughter.
Bianca looked back at the two awkwardly, then joining in with lighter chuckles at her friends contagious giggles.
Derek, meanwhile, lied in a pool of slobber. His body twitching like a bug sprayed with a hefty insecticide.
He coughed up mouthfuls of spit before the girl's looked at him.
"Hey, Derek..." Bianca smiled, going on once the battered boy couldn't continue. "Thanks for what you said... I'm glad we chose to love each other... I wouldn't have chosen anyone else." Bianca twirled her hair anxiously.
"And soon, Derek will realize he chose wrong to have his eyes on someone else too." Nicole stood up, pulling the two girls inside before she grabbed her dad's ray.
"Yeah..." Bianca continued. "She tried to steal him."
"God... what treatment is she gonna get?" Asked Patricia.
Bianca huffed. "The kind that teaches you your place."
"God, you're so dom when you're mad. Why do ya even try to act all shy?" Nicole joked, then the three girls heard the sound of three knocks.
*Knock!*
*Knock!*
*Knock!*
"N-no... Claire..." Derek panted out, unheard by the three--and especially unheard by his doomed lover.
"Girl's like her... so stupid." Bianca complained.
"Karma's got a name and it's Bianca~!" Nicole stretched before walking towards the door. All the while Derek internally pleaded for something--anything to save Claire.
The fact he was forced to lead her into this, lest her death be a guarantee...
He choked up a sob.
What had he done to deserve such a thing?
Nothing wrong. Nothing wrong except being eye candy in the face of the wrong girl. And she was finding that candy so, so sweet.
"Stay behind the door you two, I got it." Nicole slowly turned the knob, her malicious smile shifting immediately as she greeted Claire.
"Heyyy, baab-" Claire stopped, her enthusiasm turning to confusion. "Nicole? Um! Hey Nicole! I was told Derek was alone at home." Claire tried her best to act casual about their intentions.
"Oh! Hey Claire! Mhm! I was just about to leave with my friends. forgot something at home."
Claire's eyes lit up again at the news. "Oh, well you girls have yourself a good time."
"Mhm, come in, he's right upstairs." Nicole opened the door before Claire stepped in, the second the door closed, she turned to see two other girl's behind the door. "Huh?"
"Oh yeah, we'll have the greatest time Claire!"
Was all Claire heard before light consumed her.
The two giants looked to Bianca. "Well? Your call"
Bianca smiled
"See, was that so hard?" Nicole mocked with a giggle. "See? You can be such a good boy when you try to!"
"Mhm~. He always is," Bianca spoke with a husky breath as she admired him in her hand.
Derek only whimpered submissively.
Patricia chimed. "He just had to be a drama queen first, I guess." Then she took the phone in her hand, and held it towards Bianca.
"Hm? Do you want me to do something, Patty?" Bianca questioned.
"Figured you'd wanna keep it." She said, Bianca's lip quivered in response, before she slowly took the phone in her hand. "He won't be needing it anymore, huh?" Patricia smiled.
"N-no, you can't just-" Derek protested. More and more moments of his existence and life being written off as a possession to Bianca piling up. Not even giving him the dignity of privacy.
It was like taking a diary from someone after abducting, violating, and torturing them. Though, a phone felt much worse than a diary.
"A lot's on someone's phone... 'specially a guys~!" Nicole let out a catcall whistle. "Ready for missus to see the goods?"
Nicole was all too clearly aware that every aspect of her big brother's secrets, character, life, and moments of vulnerability all lied on the screen of that one device.
Bianca would already get to know nearly everything about him... see things that he only felt comfortable with himself seeing.
Every single one of his fears--which if he still had access to the device, she'd have made it in uncontested to the top of that list
Not to mention the inevitability of her going through all of his notes, messages, and, much, much to the joy of future Bianca: not only his very intimate personal self photos, but every single thing that happened to get his blood pumping down south.
Everything.
His heart raced with the idea she'd attempt to psychologically manipulate him, knowing every one's of his ticks.
The worst thing she could possibly know with the dominion she had over him.
Bianca smiled as she caressed the phone, looking up to Patricia, then Nicole
"Wow, I-" Bianca started.
"Yesss? You what~?" Patricia teased, knowing what was coming.
"You two are too good to me. I love you both so much," Bianca said with a joyful sniffle.
"Just make sure I get to be the maid of honor for my future sister-in-lawww~!" Nicole chirped.
"You will..." Bianca replied, not the faintest stutter of dishonesty in her response.
"Oh, she's for real, for real." Patricia laughed.
"Just end it. Just end it." Derek kept muttering before he felt the caramel-skinned fingers surround him, clasped around him tightly. "Ack!" He gasped out.
He'd tried so hard to take himself out of reality, he hadn't noticed the three of the girl's embraced; Bianca's hand clasping tightly around Derek as a result so he wouldn't fall.
Nicole looked to Derek in her friends palm. A smirk of satisfaction washing over her--contrasting her brothers panic and misery.
Her expression still held that silent warning, however.
*Bzzztz!*
His phone lit up, the girls dropping their sororal cuddle as they all--especially Bianca--lit up.
'be there in just a few minutes babe!! missed u so much. youll see how much ;)'
"How naughty your ex is, Derek..." Patricia looked at him.
Nicole spoke, "Not for long."
"I'mnotmad. I'mnotmad. I'mnotmad." Bianca spoke fast, trying to convince herself. "Notjealous. Notjealous. Notjealous."
The sound of the little girl's continued tries at self-affirmation were a lot scarier when you lied in her now sweating palm.
One squeeze. If she decided right now, that she was upset enough at him to turn him to a red pulp against her palm--that'd be it.
The chance of her doing this was admittedly unlikely with her unhealthy infatuation towards him.
At least, for as long as there lied no possibly of him getting away. If her choices ranged from crushing Derek at her hand, or him escaping...
Derek gulped.
Yeah, he knew the answer. And it made him tear.
So he attempted to calm her, with this fear turning his stomach.
"Bi-Bianca?" He forced out.
"Notjealous. Not-" The curly haired preteen stopped the second she processed Derek saying her name, she gave a shaky breath.
"Hoo..."
Then she looked right at him, a creepy smile forming.
"Yes, babe?"
Derek nearly felt bile rise in his throat. She was trying to mimic Claire's behaviorism towards him. Like a fleshy mask, an eerie attempt at taking the spot of the love of his life.
Derek hadn't realized he'd been silently staring off into nothing.
"¿Mi esposo?" Bianca spoke in Spanish, turning her head.
He wasn't even sure what that meant, but all he knew is he calmed her nerves with saying her name, and he needed her to stay like that for as long as he could... before the storm arrived.
"I-it's fine Bianca, I'm here." Derek hated having to say these things so much, but Claire kept flashing in his mind, and he thought if he calmed her before, maybe they'd go easy on her, maybe this was a scare tactic, they might even just drop all of it.
"I'm... I'm not going anywhere. No need to get anxious." What Derek hated about that affirmation, is that he wasn't necessarily lying. It was impossible for him to go anywhere. He was stuck with Bianca for as long as she wanted him to be--which all too obviously--was for the rest of their lives unless he could speak sense into one of the girls.
Bianca took a light breath, nerves calming, she pulled her palm to her face, before Derek realized.
Fuck! Not again!
He tried to shield his face before the brown lips collided with his body in her palm, even wetter and longer than before.
"Mmm~mm..." Bianca moaned, her tongue slipping out this time, its tip prodding at Derek's face as he thrashed in an attempt to get it off.
The two observers watched in awe, the intense display like watching a car crash--unable to pull one's eyes away. Though this time it'd only be the lips of the obsessive African-American girl crashing into a person.
Derek much would've preferred being hit with a car. He was getting toyed with like candy, all the while Bianca kept letting out moans.
"Mm~mmm..."
The tongue even managed to slip its way into his mouth, as much as the giant mammoth could. His eyes watered, he tried to let out a curdling cry as he was used as kissing practice for the inexperienced juvenile.
"Sllck!"
"Slllcck!"
A few painful sucks.
Patricia was the first to speak up. "Wow... uh... kiss of death, I guess?"
"Kiss?" Nicole turned her head. "She's practically gobbling him..."
"Whatever gets their rocks off, I guess." Nicole shrugged her shoulders.
"Hehe, rocks... how hard do you think he is?" Patricia asked, getting a shocked reaction from both girls. "Do you think he already-"
"Uu'llk!"
"Uck!"
Bianca nearly sucked Derek down her throat in surprise, barely catching herself before she broke her kiss.
"God. Patty. You're the worst." Nicole tried to remain stern, before she broke into laughter.
"Eheheh... ahahaha!"
She threw her head back before Patricia joined in on the laughter.
Bianca looked back at the two awkwardly, then joining in with lighter chuckles at her friends contagious giggles.
Derek, meanwhile, lied in a pool of slobber. His body twitching like a bug sprayed with a hefty insecticide.
He coughed up mouthfuls of spit before the girl's looked at him.
"Hey, Derek..." Bianca smiled, going on once the battered boy couldn't continue. "Thanks for what you said... I'm glad we chose to love each other... I wouldn't have chosen anyone else." Bianca twirled her hair anxiously.
"And soon, Derek will realize he chose wrong to have his eyes on someone else too." Nicole stood up, pulling the two girls inside before she grabbed her dad's ray.
"Yeah..." Bianca continued. "She tried to steal him."
"God... what treatment is she gonna get?" Asked Patricia.
Bianca huffed. "The kind that teaches you your place."
"God, you're so dom when you're mad. Why do ya even try to act all shy?" Nicole joked, then the three girls heard the sound of three knocks.
*Knock!*
*Knock!*
*Knock!*
"N-no... Claire..." Derek panted out, unheard by the three--and especially unheard by his doomed lover.
"Girl's like her... so stupid." Bianca complained.
"Karma's got a name and it's Bianca~!" Nicole stretched before walking towards the door. All the while Derek internally pleaded for something--anything to save Claire.
The fact he was forced to lead her into this, lest her death be a guarantee...
He choked up a sob.
What had he done to deserve such a thing?
Nothing wrong. Nothing wrong except being eye candy in the face of the wrong girl. And she was finding that candy so, so sweet.
"Stay behind the door you two, I got it." Nicole slowly turned the knob, her malicious smile shifting immediately as she greeted Claire.
"Heyyy, baab-" Claire stopped, her enthusiasm turning to confusion. "Nicole? Um! Hey Nicole! I was told Derek was alone at home." Claire tried her best to act casual about their intentions.
"Oh! Hey Claire! Mhm! I was just about to leave with my friends. forgot something at home."
Claire's eyes lit up again at the news. "Oh, well you girls have yourself a good time."
"Mhm, come in, he's right upstairs." Nicole opened the door before Claire stepped in, the second the door closed, she turned to see two other girl's behind the door. "Huh?"
"Oh yeah, we'll have the greatest time Claire!"
Was all Claire heard before light consumed her.
The two giants looked to Bianca. "Well? Your call"
Bianca smiled
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