Chapter #13Clare but no Jezzer by: Unknown "Clare, is that you?" Tim tried to ask his sister after not seeing her in the house for a long time.
"Wait Tim. We can't identify that she is Clare. Maybe Jezzer is still inside her." Heather whispered next to Tim, Tim looked at Heather and then towards Clare again, still motionless from her position, her eyes staring blankly at her brother and sister, looking as if she had no feeling or emotions.
Clare looked a little different from early this morning.
Her school uniform was still worn on her except for her shirt which had wrinkles all over her clothes, the wet marks on her chest allowed her clothes to look transparent and her skin was easy to see, her small breasts were clearly visible past her clothes including the presence of her tense tits as a it resonates of the cold wind blowing on her body.
"Don't tell me that Jezzer has ..." Tim did not want to believe the reality that turned out in front of him, his sister who is a pampering and cute person has been ruined transformed into a hardcore prostitute. His hand gripped tightly until the bones of his fingers made a snap sound, seeing Tim's reaction made Heather also feel very tense in the air. Not making assumptions quickly, Heather noticed that Clare seemed to have returned to normal.
However, her physical appearance looked bad with her fibrous hair, her hair falling to her face and eyes, making her feel like she had never taken a bath in a week. Her face looked tired and pale like someone who had just run around a school field. Her cheeks were red with pink and her mouth was breathing heavily like oxygen-deficient shortness of breath. But what surprised Tim and Heather was that Clare did not have pants and panties on her. Her legs looked shaky like jelly, bending her legs to her knees and her toes curved to support her body from falling. Some sticky white liquid could be seen clearly through the light flowing from her genitals to her thighs, the liquid dripping down to the floor and looked as if there was more fluid attached to her thighs but as it is already dry on her pink clitoris, indicating that her genitals had been sensitive and touched as much repeatedly.
Although this great sight can very much turn on hormones in Tim's body but Tim does not seem to care, the feeling of an angry aura around his body as it once in his head like wanting to explode. There is no doubt that he did hate this feeling when he imagined that his beloved sister had been raped by a rotten old man living on the street, the Jezzer had used his sister's body to release pleasure for himself, doesn't care how young Clare was with her body features not strong enough compared to adults. Clare could not directly match her sensitive body.
Tim seemed to want to cry as hard as he could but he couldn't as long as Jezzer didn't leave Clare and stay away from her. "Stay away from my sister you dirty old man!! Don't let me force you to do it !!"
Clare blinked at Tim, somewhat startled by the sudden outburst but she still confused as her body still felt very weak.
"Tim, wait!!" Tim did not listen to her. "I do not care about what power of black magic that you have but do not think that you can ruin my sister's life!! She is my sister and she is still young!! There are many more women in this world that you can steal but why my family! Why my sister?! Say something you fucking homeless man!! "
Heather isn’t sure if it really feels good or not about Tim’s idea for Jezzer to possess another girl, it could happen that the girl is her close friends in school or worse that she will be the victim. Setting aside all that later, Heather had to try to calm Tim down from going crazy.
"Tim, that's it !! Don't be too emotional!! It's just the real Clare in there, Jezzer is already gone." Tim stopped as he looked over his shoulder, Heather was holding both of his shoulders tightly with her innocent eyes.
"What do you mean he has already disappeared?" Heather turned her head towards Clare, pointing to Clare's eyes who is trying to force her eyes open. "Look, his eyes are blue. While Jezzer has green eyes." Now she mention it, the color of her eyes is blue which is the same color in their family. There was a time when Tim and Heather remembered a conversation with their mother while having dinner with the family. He asked why their eyes were all the same while others were different. The question was answered when his mother said that the color of their eyes was actually passed down from generation to generation, according to the descendants of their ancestors who had long since left them.
But Tim is still a bit confused. "So what? She might be able to change the color of her eyes and acting as Clare. This could be one of his hidden tricks." Still not sure. Heather slapped her forehead, seeing how stupid Tim's thoughts were.
"Listen Tim. I saw it myself. When I wanted to go down to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Mom was there and she was cooking while singing songs that I could rather sure that be a whore symbol. In fact she did wiggled her ass and spank them in front of me. While I was sipping water, I could see the green eyes shining behind our real mother's eyes. "
"Are you sure?" Tim said.
"I'm very sure!! I mean, he even grabbed my ass and gave me some rubbing!!" Not knowing whether to be angry or embarrassed Heather can not forget the event too early. "While he was in my body, I could see my own reflection while he was masturbating my body. I'm not sure and dont remember it very well because he did share his pleasure which I don't like it. But I hundred percent sure that his eyes were green and I was very positive with my opinion."
"It must be feel really good don't they?." Tim teased Heather. A slap passed to his cheek when Heather hit hin hard. "Ow! It hurts!" Tim groaned in pain, holding his bruised cheek. Heather cleans the dust in her hands which has done a good job.
"That is the payback." Contemplating her eyes near Tim who was lying on the floor, sprained by Heather's attack.
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