Ben and Gwen put their arms around each other after they finished kissing. They looked at each other with a tenderness they have never shown before. They both thought how handsome or sexy the other was, even without the strange changes their bodies had gone through. They were both children mentally, but after the passionate love making, a little bit of adult insight had sunk in.

“Sorry for threatening you with no sex,” Gwen grumbled, feeling stupid for that ridiculous gambit. How can you threaten to take away something that you want just as much?
“Sorry for trying to tease you with food,” Ben grumbled next. It had been a mean thing to do to his hungry cousin, even if it had been totally awesome when Gwen gobbled him down.

“We really do good each other?” Gwen admitted shyly. They fought tooth and nail when there wasn’t danger or until recently when they were having sex. It seemed they could ether try to get along or try having sex whenever they weren’t fighting evil. Considering how problematical they both were, the only way for lasting peace was sex twenty-four seven.

“All our fights are probably caused by some kind of sexual tension between us,” Ben pondered, thinking about ever time he thought Gwen looked cute and instead of saying it, he made fun of her. Ben thought hard about it and said; “I wonder if this kind of thing happens to other family members that have a hidden lust for each other?”


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“Martin! Would you stop fixing your hair and listen to M.O.M!”

Far away from where Gwen and Ben were, a hidden organization was operating covertly called the Center. They were responsible for monitoring all supernatural and extraterrestrial activity on the earth and if it was hostile, they took it down. However, unlike the Plumbers of yesteryear, it was much vast and had more resources. But they still lacked one thing the Plumbers had, disciplined and selfless operatives.

“But my hair has to be perfect, who knows how many cute girls I might meet where we’re going,” moaned Martin Mystery, one of the top operatives for the Center. He was obsessed with two things, his hair and cute girls. His selfish attitude was very similar to a certain brown haired transforming boy.

“We don’t even know where we’re going!” Diana Lombard screamed at her stepbrother as they stood in the office belonging to the leader of the Center, code named M.O.M. Diana was the more mature sibling, constantly drilling responsibility into Martin’s head, which he ignored completely.

“If you both be quiet, I’ll tell you where you’re going,” M.O.M. said irritably to the two young agents. A map appeared behind her with a flashing blip in the United States. M.O.M. pointed to the flashing light. “We’ve been detecting a strange energy all summer, moving all over America. Recently it stopped moving. We want you both to investigate and see if you can find anything.”

“What? No monster? No alien spacecraft? Just some strange energy. That is so lame,” Martin groaned at the prospect of a wild goose chase. He liked excitement and adventure, not looking for some weird power force. While Martin Sulked, Diana celebrated. She hated the slimy, disgusting adventures she went on with Martin and was happy to finally not being put in great danger for once.

“When do we leave?” Diana asked. Excited to go somewhere and not worry about monsters or aliens or slimy monster aliens. She looked at the map and where they were going precisely. It was just a small forest area where campers went to get away. What weird thing could possibly be there? Diana had no idea that she and Martin would be walking into the love nest of two very strange, very powerful cousins.