Switch On Raucous Sibling Rivalry

Disclaimer -

This is a work of fiction and nothing more. Enjoy the fantasy, but keep it away from reality. Also, all characters in my stories are 18 years of age or older! The term 'teen' can refer to somebody who is 18 or 19 as well.

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Switch-On hit the market with a blast from a major corporation, Vabaja, Inc. Critics complained it could be abused. Lawmakers struggled with defining and regulating the devices. Professors debated the ethical nature of tampering with a human being's free will. And while the talking heads and lawyers and politicians flapped their gums, the Switch-On devices flew off the shelves by the tens of thousands in a matter of weeks. Some people clearly had nefarious purposes to owning one of the devices, but even the benign expectations of innocent buyers were corrupted by their basic desire to control their environment and everyone in it.

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Siblings' Raucous Rivalry

Keith's voice was booming down the hall for the third time that morning, "Alicia, hurry up! I've got to take a piss!" It followed a series a hammer blows to the closed bathroom door.

Peggy rolled her eyes as she dried herself off in the master bath. The power went out last night and everyone was running late. Divorced and forty-three, Peggy was worried about getting to work on time and the last thing she needed to hear was her son and daughter fighting again. Keith had moved back home after being gone for two years and it was rough waters the whole time. Twenty-three and headstrong, the brunette young man blew through all his savings for school and was forced to come back home and find a job. Peggy had the cash to throw away on his education, but why blow it when he wasn't going to take it seriously. The divorced mom stopped just shy of making him get his own place. She figured that living at home would be a humiliating experience enough to encourage him to get back on his own two feet. Instead, Keith spent his days working out in the garage and his nights in territorial fights with his younger sister.

Alicia was just graduating High School and an antagonizer for sure. After Keith moved out she had taken his bedroom (the larger one), but when her brother returned she found him demanding the old room back. Instead Keith was forced to stay in the pink bedroom his little sister used to sleep in. Alicia teased him incessantly over it to the point where he finally went and painted the room dark blue. It was a rare moment of labor from Keith.

Peggy threw her robe on and stomped into the hallway. "Keith! Stop pounding on that goddamn door right now!" She pointed at the master bath off her bedroom. "I'm done in there for now. You can go to the bathroom in there."

As Keith huffed past her, Alicia poked her head out of the bathroom and sang out, "Yeah, big brother, go tinkle tinkle in mommy's bedroom..."

"Screw you, bitch!" Keith yelled back.

Peggy put her hands up on her wet hair and closed her eyes... "Yep, I can't wait to get back to work."

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It was Peggy's lunch break and surfing on the internet took her to a website advertising Switch-On. She read over the advertisement and wondered if her children could be influenced enough to get along each other. "That'll take more than a modern breakthrough," she mused, "it will take a miracle." Still the thought was planted and it wasn't until two weeks later she placed an order for two identical models. There were several designs the company offered and the fine print was near impossible to read on her smart phone. Peggy figured they would all work pretty much the same anyway and clicked PURCHASE NOW. The purchase came with a remote viewer as well, which would be good to have just to keep an eye on the house when she wasn't home. With all the business trips she took, it would be great to have a clandestine way of making sure Alicia wasn't bringing home any boys.

Of course, installing them on Keith and Alicia voluntarily would be out of the question. She had to put them on when the kids were sleeping. Peggy knew this would be poorly received by both her kids, but she figured she could convince them both they weren't wearing the devices, and all it would take would be a month and then she could remove them. Besides, it was for their own good. Peggy justified that she could get her son motivated, her daughter concentrating on classes again, and above all keep the two of them from fighting all the time. What mother wouldn't want those things for their family?

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It was 2am and the house was as quiet as could be. Peggy snuck into Alicia's bedroom first and found her daughter splayed out on the bed, the covers kicked off and her mouth wide open. The mother pulled the blanket up and over her girl and remembered the days when she was actually a sweet kid. Alicia rolled over on her side away from her mom, unconciously giving her back to her mom. Peggy reached carefully under her daughter's pajamas and pushed the Switch-On device into her skin. Alicia tensed for a moment, and then went slack. At first Peggy was concerned she killed her daughter, but then saw that she was breathing comfortably.

Next it was Keith's turn. Creeping into the messy room, Peggy found her son sleeping bare chested on his stomach. It was a snap to get the device onto him. Now with both kids hooked up, she tiptoed out of his room and back to her bed. Climbing under the covers, Peggy looked over the Switch-On readouts on her laptop and saw both signals coming online.

KEITH.... WAITING FOR SIGNAL... WAITING FOR SIGNAL.... SIGNAL GOOD!

ALICIA.... WAITING FOR SIGNAL... WAITING FOR SIGNAL.... SIGNAL GOOD!

She looked about the control console and tried to familiarize herself with the commands. Some made perfect sense like the Command screen, One Time commands and Perpetual commands. Others were odd, like the Stealth mode. Peggy clicked that one for each device.

KEITH... STEALTH MODE... ACTIVATED!

ALICIA... STEALTH MODE... ACTIVATED!

A little question mark box was next to the radial button and when she pressed it, a box popped open explaining the command. "Prevents the wearer from acknowledging or discovering the Switch-On device."

That was strange the mother thought, but it was convenient. There was plenty of other commands to explore, but Peggy had to get some sleep. There would be time tomorrow. She could easily do all the programming from work. She was about to turn off the laptop when a red signal flashed in the corner of both readouts. It simply read STIMULATED.

Peggy stepped out of bed and went down the hall to peak in on Alicia to make sure she was okay. While her daughter seemed asleep, it was clear she was doing something personal. The covers were off the bed again and the teenage girl was humping her pillow, her eyes closed, a soft moan escaping from her. Peggy cringed and closed the door. She looked in Keith's room and found her son had flipped over on his back, his parts sticking straight up in the air forming a tent in his shorts. Mortified, Peggy went back to her room and scoured the website for an explanation. She found it on the FAQ.

"The SX-420 Model Switch-On device can have a number of side effects when initially installed. To eliminate pain from the installation, the Switch-On uses the body's natural endorphin production to block pain receptors. This endorphin increase can make the wearer euphoric and sexually aroused. These are common conditions that will not persist past the first two hours."

As embarrassing as that was, Peggy decided it was still for the best. She went on to read how removing the devices before one week was over could cause nerve damage, so it was too late to turn back now. Come morning time, the kids would be ready for a new day.

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The office was quiet with two of her partners out visiting clients. It was 4pm and Peggy minimized her work screen. She loaded the remote viewer and watched Alicia sitting in the living room with a bag of chips watching television. Peggy decided to call her daughter and check up on her.

"Hey honey," she began, "How was school?"

"Great, mom," Alicia answered distractedly.

"What are you doing?"

"Homework."

Homework, huh? Peggy opened up the command screen for Alicia and typed in a subconscious message. YOU WANT TO TELL YOUR MOTHER THE TRUTH.

There was a long pause and then Alicia corrected herself, "Actually I am watching TV. But I am going to start my homework as soon as I am done with this show. It's only got 18 minutes left."

Peggy smiled, "That'll be fine. Thanks for being truthful with me. See you late tonight, okay?"

The two said their goodbyes and Peggy watched her daughter hang up the phone and go back to minding the television. The teenager was oblivious to the tiny camera on the mantle aimed right at the sofa. Sure enough, nineteen minutes later Alicia grabbed her book bag and emptied the contents all over the table. She picked up a text book and started reading when Keith came home.

His attitude was foul from the get go - Peggy could see it from the camera shot. "Move," he snapped as he pushed the bag of chips over and grabbed the remote control from the table. Peggy couldn't see what was on the television but heard crowd noises and figured it had to be a baseball game.

"What the fuck is your problem, Keith? I was watching that!" Alicia whined.

"No, you were reading. You can't do two things at once," Keith retorted.

"Yes I can!"

"Well, now you can do your homework and something else, cuz I ain't getting off the TV."

"You are such a loser," Alicia rolled her eyes.

Peggy's angst was building all the way at the office. The two of them were terrible to each other! It was time to put the Switch-Ons into play. Peggy brought up the control panels and set all the commands to 'PERPETUAL' and 'SUBCONSCIOUS'. Next she sent them both messages...

KEITH - YOU DO NOT WANT TO FIGHT WITH YOUR SISTER.

KEITH - YOU LIKE THE IDEA OF BEING WITH YOUR SISTER

KEITH - YOU LOVE YOUR SISTER MORE THAN ANYONE.

ALICIA - YOU DO NOT WANT TO FIGHT WITH YOUR BROTHER.

ALICIA - YOU WANT TO BE WITH YOUR BROTHER

ALICIA - YOU LOVE YOUR BROTHER MORE THAN ANYONE.

Within a minute the two siblings stopped fighting and sat uncomfortably next to each other. They were quiet and giving each other sideways glances.

KEITH - APOLOGIZE TO YOUR SISTER AND OFFER TO HELP HER.

ALICIA - ACCEPT KEITH'S APOLOGY AND GIVE HIM A HUG.

"Hey sis," Keith shrugged, "I'm sorry. I love you so much and if you want I can help you with your homework."

Alicia, right on cue, leaned over and hugged her brother, "I love you too! I don't want us to fight ever again. Okay?"

"Okay."

"You got it!" Keith scooted next to her and started going over the math book with his little sister. He couldn't understand why they were fighting so much. After all, she was the most important person in his life. Even after dating Becky Nunez for six months he didn't feel the kind of love he did right now. It was strange, but it wasn't until this moment he realized how important his sister was to him.

Peggy was so happy! The fighting would end, and the house would be peaceful for once. She minimized the view screen and turned the sound down in response to a phone call coming in. It was a client from a case she had been working on and wrapping it up would take some time.

Back at home, Alicia found herself distracted. Keith was leaning over and explaining the statistics question out of her text book, but she couldn't concentrate. It was so confusing, but the teenager couldn't help but feel warm inside with her brother so close. Sure they had been fighting like cats and dogs, but now they were so open with each other. Their tone was different, their respect level was different. It was like Keith was a new man; a new man that she liked. She really loved her brother, more than she thought she could love another person. Above all she wanted to be with him...

Alicia put her hand on his knee and pushed against him playfully, "You are so good to me. Thanks so much!"

Keith landed his hand on hers and squeezed it back, "You're welcome. That's what I'm here for."

Her fingers danced slowly with his, and the two began stroking each other's palms seductively. Alicia looked up at her brother, "Is math all you are here for?"

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It was 5:30 in the afternoon and Peggy finished logging her client minutes and closed the folder. After shutting down the attorney brief builder software, she realized that the remote viewer program and Switch-On command windows were up. Both buttons in the corners were lit up in red brightly "STIMULATED". She maximized the screen and yelped in horror at what she saw.

Keith was on top of Alicia's naked frame as the two siblings lay on the sofa. He was pulling off his shirt and saying something to his sister. Peggy upped the volume and heard the tail end of his comments.

"...can't think of a better way for two people to show how much they love each other." Keith was bare chested now, his cock out and erect and poised right over his sister's channel.

"I'm so nervous, but I want you. I want to be with you, Keith. Please, make love to me." Alicia's perky tits were covered by her hands, as if she were still shy about herself.

"No!" Peggy screamed at the screen. "Stop!" She couldn't believe this was happening. Had the Switch-On device made them do this? Had it been her commands that set this in motion? Peggy frantically typed "STOP" into both control screens and waited.

KEITH - STOP.... WAITING... WAITING... CONNECTION CONFLICT. PLEASE SEND COMMAND AGAIN LATER.

ALICIA - STOP.... WAITING... WAITING... CONNECTION CONFLICT. PLEASE SEND COMMAND AGAIN LATER.

"What the fuck? It's got to work!" Peggy spoke aloud.

Her secretary knocked on the door and poked her head into Peggy's office. In a startle she quickly muted the video monitor, but not before Lakeesha heard the sexual sounds emanating from the speakers. "Uhmm, are you okay Peggy?" the young woman asked uncomfortably.

Peggy straightened her face out as much as she could, "Uhh, yes, Keesh. Go on home. I'm just having some technical problems with my computer."

Lakeesha's eyes got wide and she gave an embarrassed wave goodbye as she locked the office door from the inside and pulled it shut.

"Great, now my secretary thinks I am looking at porn..." Peggy mumbled. It was a problem, but the least of her worries right now. She turned the volume back up to hear her daughter groaning as Keith rubbed his manhood along the folds of her vagina. They hadn't had intercourse - yet! There was still time to stop this madness. She needed to convince them what they were doing was wrong, so Peggy tried sending a duplicate set of messages to her son and daughter again.

KEITH - STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING WITH ALICIA.

ALICIA - STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING WITH KEITH.

CONNECTION CONFLICT. PLEASE SEND COMMAND AGAIN LATER.

Was it the act of sending two messages at once that was causing all the problems? She wasn't sure, since it worked sometimes and sometimes it didn't. Peggy had to try something though. Keith and Alicia were locked in a tongue swirling French kiss that made them look like long lost lovers. Her daughter's legs were up in the air, spread invitingly to accept her brother's forbidden tool. Peggy sent one command and waited to see if it took hold.

KEITH - INCEST WITH YOUR SISTER IS BAD.

Keith let the head of his swollen cock slide slowly into his sister's pussy. It was so hot, so tight, so... bad. "Alicia, I can't believe how bad we're being. This is incest..." his voice trailed off.

Peggy took the next step and quickly typed out the next command.

ALICIA - INCEST WITH YOUR BROTHER IS WRONG.

"I know," Alicia moaned, her hands pulling on her brother's hips, yanking him towards her waiting hole. "It's so wrong... I love it!"

The older brother felt his whole shaft sink into his sibling and the wave of naughty pleasure was incredible. The act was so conflicted for him. It felt right and wrong at the same time. Sex with his own sister? Alicia was experiencing the same contrary excitement of doing something she knew was wrong but loved it anyway. Her big brother's cock was filling her up, pumping in and out of her with an increased measure that lit her body aflame with lust.

"Ughhh!" Peggy groaned in frustration. The comments backfired and somehow fetishized their incestuous act. It was done. Even if she managed to stop them, Peggy would forever know that she caused her kids to have sex with each other. Could they be made to forget it? Yes, maybe. But first she had to stop it.

ALICIA - YOU WANT TO STOP HAVING SEX WITH YOUR BROTHER. IT IS NOT RIGHT TO HAVE SEX WITH KEITH.

Alicia was experiencing something so incrediblly sexy, so delectably wrong, that her teenage body was overwhelmed with sexual excitement. Suddenly, however, she had a tremendous urge to stop. Was it guilt over her taboo act? Was it fear at moving so quickly? Whatever it was and wherever the sensation came from, Alicia broke the kiss with Keith and pushed on his shoulders.

"Keith, we have to stop this..." she panted. "We need to stop..."

KEITH - YOU WANT TO STOP HAVING SEX WITH YOUR SISTER.... SENDING... SENDING... COMMAND CONFLICT! TRY AGAIN LATER.

KEITH - INCEST IS A DIRTY ACT... COMMAND SENT!

"No, we can't stop now," Keith insisted, his lust in full control. "It feels too fucking good..."

"Keith, stop! It's wrong!"

Keith grabbed her wrists and pinned her forcefully down, "Oh, I know... It's so wrong. So bad... So dirty... And it feels so good, little sis! I love making love to you!" The older brother was much more powerful than his younger sibling and thrust harder into his sister's cunt. She was thrashing about and saying 'no' but he couldn't get over the need to be with his sister.

Peggy tried again...

KEITH - YOU DON'T LOVE YOUR SISTER. YOU DON'T WANT TO MAKE LOVE TO YOUR SISTER. SENDING... SENT!

Keith looked down at his sister with frustration. She told him that she loved him, she brought him to arousal, she opened her legs and begged for him to do this. Alicia was fucking tease. Maybe he didn't love her after all, but he did want to be with her.

"This isn't making love, Keith! I'm your sister!" Alicia cried.

"You're right. You are my sister. And this isn't making love. This is 'fucking', and it's what teases like you really like." With that he pulled back on his sister's hair and shoved his man stick forcefully into Alicia's hole. She was so wet and tight. Keith was beyond stopping.

Peggy watched helplessly as she tried again to get Keith to end his sexual attack. What was already a bad situation was now worse as her son was raping her daughter. Keith was powerfully banging his sister in a crazed act of depravity, unable or unwilling to cease his actions.