The Great God Ogo

 

 

 

Chapter 2 

 

                                   

Hard Times Ahead.

 

 

 

   Matt quickly found it was far more difficult not to think about sex when you know you’re really not supposed to, only Hewie could have possibly gotten them into such a ridiculous situation.  Of all the gods for him to pick it would have to be this one.

   In spite of all this though the first night went smoothly for Matt, he firmly repressed all sexual fantasies and the next morning his mother and sister were there usual selves, laughing and joking together like they usually did.  He did experiment a little with his powers, but even doing small things would leave him feeling weak and drained.  He did use the sign of control to get Heather to do some of his housework though. 

   Matt and Paul visited Hewie the following day but he’d made no progress toward finding them an answer.  Celeste and her younger sister Cindy were nowhere to be seen.                            

   The next night was harder, his thoughts kept moving to sex.  He’d think about the motorcycle he’d always wanted and he’d keep seeing some beautiful girl sitting on it, and he’d keep thinking about all the girls he’d be picking up if he got the thing.  A couple of times he woke up with a painful erection from some half remembered fantasy but somehow he made it through this night as well.  He kept busy through the day.  Why was it so hard to avoid erotic fantasies?  It hadn’t been before.  Something had changed inside him.  He was hornier then he’d ever been before in his life.  Now it was like this driving need.  He had to achieve some kind of release or he’d go nuts.  He called Hewie but he was hiding in a library someplace. 

   The next night was bad.  He woke up to the moans of his mom and Heather.  He’d had some kind of wet dream about them.  He went to the bathroom next to his room and doused his face with cold water.  He then took a cold shower which helped a little.  Then he pulled out his high school year book and looked through it.  He forced him self to concentrate on the girls he hated in high school, the real bitches.  If you’re going to fantasize about anybody it had better be about them he told himself firmly. 

   He called Paul up the next morning and told him about last night.

   “Yea,” Paul said, “I’ve been having problems too.”         

   “We’ve got to do something,” Matt said.  “There are some real bitches in our high school but I sure don’t want to kill anybody.”

   “Yea no kidding,” he responded.

   They paid Hewie a visit.  His two sisters were playing together in the living room.  They looked tired and unhappy.  Celeste used to be a total tomboy but today she was wearing a light blue summer dress. 

   Hewie was in his room sitting in a chair facing a wall he’d cleared of all the usual clutter.  When he saw them he swallowed hard and shook his head, “nothing yet.”

   “Why not?” said Paul.  “The two of us are going crazy here.”

   “I’ve been fasting and meditating but I just haven’t gotten an answer yet,” Hewie whined.

   “What’s this?”  Paul picked up a half eaten candy bar.  “Fasting? Yea right.”

   “I was hungry,” Hewie whined.

   Paul picked up Hewie and slammed him against the wall.  “This is serious stuff dammit!  I almost killed Salma Hayek last night.  So you had better figure out something fast or your dead meat!”

   “I’m trying I’m trying,” said Hewie. “Your going to have to give me more time.”

   “What’s going on?” said a small voice from the doorway.

   “Nothing Cindy,” said Matt. “We were just leaving.”

   “Yea that’s right,” said Paul more menacingly.  “We were just leaving.”  He patted Hewie on the shoulder.  Cindy left.

   “Remember what I said Hewie, dead meat.” Paul said quietly before they left.

   The two girls were still playing in the living room.  Cindy and Celeste were both sitting on the floor playing with a doll house.

   “I want to try something, “Paul said.  “I don’t think they’re wearing any panties.  Go talk to them.”

   Matt walked up to the girls.

   “Hi,” he said.

   “Hi,” they said unenthusiastically back. 

   “What are you doing?” he asked.

   “Nothing much,” Cindy answered back.  Celeste was sitting on her left ankle; her right knee raised slightly in the air.  Her dress was riding up her leg slightly.  Paul walked up behind them drawing the sign of concealment in the air with his index finger.  Paul reached between Celeste and Cindy and pulled Celeste’s dress as far as he could up her leg.  She definitely wasn’t wearing anything underneath. 

   “Hey,” she squealed pushing her dress back down.  “You pulled up my dress,” she accused Cindy. 

   “I did not,” said Cindy

   “You did too,” said Celeste.

   “I didn’t see anyone touch your dress maybe it fell up on its own,” Matt said suppressing a grin.

   “It didn’t, “Celeste said.  She looked around nervously.

   Matt decided to try something as well.  Inwardly he made the sign of control and concentrated on Cindy.  The twelve year old found her arms reaching down and suddenly raising her dress as high as she could completely exposing her slender legs and midriff.  Her vagina was red but nowhere near as bad as Celeste’s had been.

   “You know you girls should really wear panties if you’re going to do stuff like that,” said Matt

   “I. I didn’t,” Cindy squealed and forced her dress down.  “I couldn’t help it,” Cindy whined her face turned bright red.  “Please don’t tell anyone Matt.”

   “Not a soul.”  Matt assured her.

   “You slut,” Celeste said.

   “Am not,” Cindy said

   “Whore,” said Celeste.

   While they were fighting Matt couldn’t resist one more command.  “Now girls be nice,” he told them.  Celeste found herself suddenly grabbing Cindy and kissing her on the lips.  Matt and Paul both quickly left laughing.

   “I’ve been using the sign of concealment on my brothers.  I sneak up behind them and scare them.  It drives them crazy because they can’t figure out how I’m doing it,” Paul said. 

   After there fun with Hewie’s sisters they were both tired and drained of energy.  They walked home tiredly. 

   The distraction of having it out with Hewie wore off quickly and he found himself thinking about sex once again.  Matt groaned his testicles were killing him.  He took another cold shower as soon as he got home but if anything it just made things worse.  He was going insane and he had no idea what to do about it.  He paced his room.  There had to be something he could do about this but what?  He was tempted to pull out his year book, but what if he couldn’t stop?  This need of his was getting greater and greater.             “Arrg,” he moaned and banged his head against the wall.  Then his sister and mom walked into his room.  Something about them made him nervous.  His mom was dressed in her pink bathrobe, her hair was wet.  She’d just taken a shower.  His sister was wearing a white t shirt and a pair of white short shorts.  They were both walking in that painful bowlegged way he’d gotten used to.  They both looked like they’d been missing sleep but it did nothing to detract from there beauty.  They both looked very nervous.

   “Yes?  What is it?” he asked. 

   His mother took a deep breath.  “Matt.  I’m not sure how to say this but we want you to be totally honest with us.  Do you find us attractive?”

   “I think you’re both very beautiful,” he answered honestly. 

   “That’s what we thought.  We’ve caught you looking at us plenty of times but we wanted to be sure.  Oh Matt we know it must be hard for you sometimes living with two women but you’ve always been such a gentleman about it.  Something has happened to us and we don’t understand it.”  Her face suddenly turned bright red, and she started breathing harder.  “Matt we’ve been talking a lot and we both think you’re an attractive young man and we both have feelings for you that are more than the love of one family member for another.  We both want to make love to you Matt.  We want to make love to you at the same time if you are willing.  We know its incest Matt but this is the twenty first century and we don’t think there’s any harm in it.”  His mom pulled off her bathrobe and dropped it to the floor.  She was completely naked underneath.  Her breasts looked just as good as he’d imagined them.  Slightly red but full with very erect nipples.  His eyes traveled down to her wide curving hips and her dark hairy V between her long slender legs.  She looked better than a mother had any right to.  His hands reached out almost involuntarily and grabbed her breasts.  She leaned forward not protesting when he squeezed them gently.  Then he reached down and grabbed her vagina.  It was very wet, she moved her hips forward into him.  He felt his sister behind him and realized she was naked as well.  He realized what they were doing.  If he was lucky they’d be struck by lightning if not it could be a slow agonizing death for the two people he loved more than anything else in the world.  He desperately pulled himself together.

   “No, I’m sorry we can’t do this.  You have to go now!”  He was breathing hard and shaking.  He was so close to coming in his jeans.  “No!  Both of you go now!”  He visualized the sign of control.  Then suddenly the room was empty. They hadn’t even picked up there cloths.  Then he couldn’t hold it in anymore.  Something squirted from his penis, once, then again.  He ran to the living room.  They’d been standing there looking confused.  Suddenly Ogo’s power shot through them.  They emitted high pitched screams.  There legs just flew apart and they both fell to the floor landing on there backs legs thrust as far apart as they could hips pushing up in the air, they’re hands reached desperately for there burning vaginas. 

   “No!  Don’t touch!”  He ordered them once again using the sign of control on them.  They both stopped trying to touch themselves.

   “Matt it hurts!  What is happening to us?” his sister screamed.

   “God damn it.  It hurts!” said his mother.  Her mouth clenched in an angry pain filled grimace.  She desperately shoved her hips and pelvis into the air along with her daughter in a bizarre parody of an orgasm. 

   Matt ran to the kitchen threw open the freezer door and pulled out the ice and made up six large ice packs.  Then he ran back to the two women and put them on there breasts and vaginas. 

   “That’s so cold Matt,” his mother moaned.  “What is happening to us?” 

   All Matt could do was try to sooth them.  “It’ll be okay,” he told them over and over again.  The ice packs kept falling off there bodies so he used an old roll of duck tape to keep them on.  Then he left them.     

   Matt spent the rest of the day and night in the closet with the door shut banging is head against the closet wall.  Thanks to the hours of frustration and lack of sleep he slowly entered a strange dream like state.  Eventually he was able to feel Ogo’s wrathful amorphous presence.  He found himself truly believing in Ogo for the first time.  Ogo was angry he realized.  Angry at the ingratitude of his priests, the obliviousness of his worshippers, and there was something else.  Ogo would not acknowledge feeling or being able to feel anything akin to fear bur he almost seemed frightened of something. 

   Matt realized what was wrong with himself, he needed Ogo power in the worst way he might not be able to survive without it any more.  Unfortunately Ogo was not in any kind of mood to help him out.  Here he had given three boys the great honor of becoming his priests and prophets and what did they do?  They hated him for it.  They had no respect for his divine greatness.  So Matt started praying to Ogo.  It wasn’t that he wanted to it was simply that he saw no real choice in the matter.  He didn’t have any idea how to pray to Him so he just started making stuff up telling Ogo how great he was and how sorry he was for his lack of faith and his unworthiness.  Ogo just ate it up.  Matt could quickly tell that Ogo loved nothing better then being told how great he was so Matt just laid it on.  By the morning Ogo was somewhat mollified by all this and his presence was a little less wrathful.  By the morning Matt found he was speaking in a different language.  

   “Yisna ego Ogo eda ich na Ogo.”  Ogo spare me from your wrath and forgive this priest his unworthiness, he was saying.  Matt found himself saying.

   By morning he felt like his soul was encased in a block of ice.  Thanks to Ogo his lustful feelings were buried beneath the surface and he had far more self control then he’d had before.  He wasn’t afraid anymore that he would slip up with his mom and sister.  His understanding of Ogo and his own powers had increased enormously.  So many things were clear to him now.   He could feel his mom and sister; they’d recovered enough to remove the ice packs and retreat to his mom’s room where they both spent the night masturbating.  He summoned them.  They both washed up first so they wouldn’t look or smell bad in his presence.  This was only right and he didn’t mind waiting.  Ogo had some very definite ideas about how women should behave.  Women were supposed to be sex crazed lustful creatures.  Men were supposed to be strong and disciplined and keep them in line.  Sort of the opposite of the real world Matt thought, but then Ogo had his ways of altering reality.  They both entered the room got to there knee’s and bowed lowering there heads to the floor so their attractive butts were in the air.  They waited for him.  Both were completely naked, again this was considered by Ogo to be perfectly normal behavior for young woman in the presence of a priest such as himself.   Women weren’t required to behave this way of course, but after days of being influenced by himself and Ogo they had virtually no resistance to it. 

   “I will require the mobile phone and a glass of water.  When I dismiss you bring them to me immediately.  I will spend the day in fasting and contemplation, you will see I’m not disturbed.”  He said this matter of factually and he knew he would be obeyed.  “But first.”  He said walking over to them.  He took Heathers hands into his own.  Her hands were red and blistered from masturbating all night.  She breathed a sigh of relief as he used his powers of healing on her.  “You should try to control yourself.”  He told her gently.  Then he did the same to his mom.  Then he did the same for there breasts and vaginas.  Both squirmed when he reached underneath there butts but neither protested.

   “Master?” asked Heather.  Matt smiled.

   “Matt will be fine Heather.”

   “What is wrong with us Matt?  What’s going on?”

   “It’s hard to explain.  A god has entered our world, an angry god that requires obedience and worship.  I don’t know what to do about it but I’m doing everything I can to make things right.  In the mean time your obedience will cause the great god Ogo to look upon you with kindness.”

   She relaxed feeling relieved Matt would take care of everything.  His mom started crying.  He could feel and understand her unhappiness.  Before this had happened she was in charge of her family and they’d both respected her, but suddenly forces had turned her into little more than a piece of meat.  Matt’s decision to take part in Hewie’s ritual had hurt far more then just him.  He wondered if things would ever be the same again.  Nevertheless there was little he could do for her at the moment.   

   “Please dress in a more conservative manner in the future.  I’m not particular but see that those certain body parts are covered,” he told them, “you are dismissed. ” 

   As soon as they brought him the phone he called Paul.  “You must pray to Ogo,” he told him.

   “You’ve got to help me,” Paul said feverously.  “They took Natalie Portman to the hospital this morning.  It was in the morning news.  I’m sure it’s not a coincidence and I don’t know what to do about it!”

   “Pull yourself together Paul,” Matt told him firmly.  “I’m sure she just OD’d on drugs because her last movie sucked so badly.  Happens all the time, it has nothing to do with you.”

   “You think so?” said Paul.

   “I’m sure of it,” Matt lied.  “It will be okay Paul, I understand now.  I’m spending this day and night fasting, praying to Ogo to continually remind him of his eternal greatness, and contemplating my unworthiness as one of his priests, and you will do the same.  Now repeat after me yegf egf Ogo.”

   Paul laughed hysterically.  “Pray to Ogo. Got it.  I guess nothings to good for a great god like Ogo.”  Fortunately for Paul, Ogo didn’t understand sarcasm.

   It was going to be okay thought Matt for the first time in the last couple of days Matt knew everything was going to be okay.

   The next day the two of them paid a visit to Hewie. Hewie was in his room with his two sisters.  “Oh why do you keep tormenting me?  Oh why Ogo why?” 

   “But mom said we have to do “anything” you want Hewie, absolutely anything.”  The two girls said at the same time.

   Matt and Paul entered Hewie’s bedroom.  Celeste and Cindy were both wearing really nice black mini skirts and were both undulating there hips in an extremely nice way.  It was obvious they were doing some kind of strip tease.  They buttoned up there tops when Matt and Paul came in.

   “What are you doing?” Matt asked them.

   “We’re playing topless dancer,” Celeste told them.

   “I see,” said Matt.  “I’m sure you have a great future as strippers ahead of you, but right now we really need you to go play in your room, and close the door.”

   “But we don’t want to, and we don’t have to do anything you say,” said Celeste.

   “Yea,” said Cindy.  “Mom said we have to do anything Hewie wants, absolutely anything.”

   Hewie buried his head in his arms.  “I just can’t help myself!”

   “Send them away Hewie or we will,” said Matt.

   “Please do what they say girls, right now, “said Hewie.

   “I can tell you don’t really want us to do that so we won’t,” said Celeste.

   Both Paul and Matt used the sign of control on them at the same time.  The two rather surprised girls squealed and moved quickly out the door.

   “Little brats,” Paul said.

   “Ogo is not speaking to you Hewie,” said Matt.  “It seems he doesn’t think your taking him seriously.  So we have come to set things right, time for your penance.”

   “What penance?” asked Hewie nervously.

   “Well for starters Hewie you’re going to have a nice long bath.  You put the ice in the tub Paul?” asked Matt.

   “Every bit of it,” he said with a savage grin.  Hewie was going to pay for all the suffering he’d caused them. 

   “Hey wait a minute, surely there’s a better way.  Hey wait!  Wait!  Don’t do this!  No please!  Agghh!” 

   This was to go on for quiet some time.  Dumping him into the ice cold tub of water was just the beginning.  They also made him regurgitate the food he wasn’t supposed to be eating as well as a number of other extremely unpleasant things.  It was some time before Ogo was satisfied that suitable penance had been performed.  But it worked.  When they left Hewie, he was in his room writing at an unbelievable speed.  Ogo was dictating through Hewie the true, unabridged “Book of Ogo”.  This would have the answers to all there questions.  Soon they would be able to masturbate without killing anyone.   A truly worthy goal Matt thought.  Some things you just took for granted before they were taken away from you. 

   There was only one more thing left to do before they left.  They knocked on the door to the girl’s bedroom.

   “Go away,” it sounded like Celeste.  Matt could feel the anger in the next room.  But there was something else he couldn’t quite put his finger on, powerful forces were at work.  Matt pushed on the door.  It was locked.

   “Let’s go.  They’re not worth it we can deal with them later,” said Paul quietly.

    “Let us in or we’ll push the door in,” said Matt.

   “Go away you creeps or we’re calling the cops.  We’ll tell them you’re sick perverts and you tried to rape us.”

   Matt pushed on the door; it seemed to give a little.  They’d barricaded it with something he thought so he pushed harder.  One of the girl’s dressers fell over and they soon forced there way into the room.  

   Matt was immediately hit by two different thrown objects.

   The girls had removed there mini skirts and were now dressed in baggy jogging outfits much to Matt’s disappointment, and they both glared balefully at them.  Matt turned invisible and moved quickly to the left.  Celeste whipped out a large cylinder of mace.

   “Get out of here!” She shouted.  “You have no right to come into our house and use weird hypnotism on us!” 

   Cindy threw something else that just missed Paul.

   “I agree,” said Matt.  “But things have happened that have changed things and uh.”  Matt moved hurriedly as both girls tracked him by his voice.           

   “Both of you little brats calm down and shut up.  We promise we won’t hurt you.”  Paul said sounding exasperated.  He’d turned invisible as well. 

   Celeste pointed the mace at him.  He yanked it out of her hand.   “Cut it out.  Ow!”  She’d kicked him.  He tossed her onto one of their beds.

   “Both of you sit down or we’ll use our powers to force you,” said Matt.  They both slowly sat down glaring balefully at the two of them.

   “Now all I was trying to say is that though we could punish you both for being brats we really don’t want to.  But we must insist that you show us a little respect,” said Matt.

   “Why?” said Celeste, “because you can do weird hypnosis stuff?  Screw you.”

   “Uh actually it’s a lot more complicated then that,” said Matt not sure what to say or what would be believed.  Suddenly Celeste’s face got red and she started breathing hard her hands clenched into fists.  Then Cindy seemed to slowly follow suit.

   “Now I’m sorry if this makes you angry but we didn’t want this crazy stuff to happen any more then you did.”

   “Okay okay!” said Celeste quickly, “we’re sorry please go away!”

   “Are you okay?” asked Matt.  It was very clear that they were not.  Both of there faces were bright red and there bodies were super tense.  Fists were tightly clenched and they were taking slow deep breaths.  Matt could feel the girl’s inner torment; both of them were frightened, embarrassed, and clearly horrified by something though Matt had no idea what that something was.  Matt looked at Paul.  Paul shrugged.  He didn’t know what was going on either. 

   “No we’re fine,” said Cindy through clenched teeth, “please leave already!”

   “Yes go away!”  Celeste took a swing at them but they backed away quickly. 

   “Not until we know what’s wrong,” said Matt.

   “Oh no, no, No!” Celeste was struggling very hard against something.  So was Cindy she was moaning, squirming, and breathing hard, her clenched fists were running up and down her body from chest to between her legs.

   Not sure what else to do the two of them just watched the two girls.  Celeste curled up into a fetal position and moaned.  Then she let out a scream of rage her hands reached down and grabbed her jogging pants and yanked them down her legs leaving only a black pair of lingerie panties, with insane strength and desperation she yanked the pants off over her tennis shoes.  Then her hands moved to her jogging top and she fought an inward battle to stop herself from taking it off as well.  Cindy would reach down and start to remove her pants then she would remember herself and pull them back up, each time they made it a little farther down her slender coltish legs.  She was wearing the same kind of panties Celeste was.

   “What’s going on?” asked Paul.

   “Not sure,” said Matt,”but I think we’re witnessing a minor miracle of Ogo.”

   With a second angry scream Celeste flung off her jogging top causing her long light brown hair to become completely disheveled.  Her breasts were obviously swollen as they strained against her small black bra, the only thing she’d been wearing underneath.  Then she straddled Cindy and started kissing her full on the mouth.  Cindy struggled a bit at first but then responded in kind.  There was a lot of tongue action as well.  Celeste yanked off Cindy’s top and with shaking hands the two of them made short work of her bra as well.  After that Celeste started working on Cindy’s small tit’s moving her tongue around and around until Cindy moaned with pleasure.  The smell of musk was overpowering.  Then she moved down to Cindy’s slender belly slowly kissing her lower and lower until she met Cindy’s pants these she yanked down to her knees and started running her tongue up and down Cindy’s panties causing her to moan and beg for more continually shoving her small pelvis into the air.  

   “Please! Do it harder!” 

   “Say you’re a slut,” Celeste responded.

   “I’m a slut!”

   “Say you’re a whore.”

   “I’m a whore!”

    Paul grabbed Cindy’s jogging pants and pulled them the rest of the way off her legs.  By this time the girls barely even noticed the guy’s.  Cindy long slender legs straddled Celeste’s head.  Celeste proceeded to pull her panties to the side and ran her tongue all over Cindy’s vagina.  Cindy came loudly pushing her pussy into Celeste’s face and covering her face with cum.  Then the two girls removed the rest of their clothing and Cindy returned the favor.  Now it was Celeste’s turn to moan and beg.  For over an hour the two girls did nothing but make love to each other caressing each other’s bodies in delightful ways.  Their hands explored the others most private body parts and their long coltish legs intertwined with each others in way’s that frequently required a lot of flexibility.  They were using there mouths and tongues to bring each other to orgasm again and again.  It concluded with Celeste grabbing the large cylinder of mace and slowly and carefully shoving it up her own anus while Cindy kissed and caressed her from the front.  Then Cindy moved downward and started moving her tongue in and out of her pussy while Celeste shoved the can of mace harder and deeper into her own anus.  Matt wouldn’t have thought such a thing was possible at least not without a great deal of lubricant.  But at least for now it was possible and she was definitely doing it.  She came loud and hard.

   “Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” She shouted coming violently from her two way sex, spraying cum everywhere. 

   After that they both just lay there to tired and drained to do anything else.  Celeste just lay there staring at them exhaustedly the can of mace was still most of the way up her ass. 

   Matt and Paul had watched the whole thing spell bound and only now came out of there trances.

   “Holy shit,” Paul concluded.  Matt silently agreed.  

   The two girls seemed to slowly snap out of whatever spell they’d been under.  Too exhausted to move they both began to look pale and frightened realizing what they’d done and that the two guy’s had seen all of it. 

   “Did you make us do that?” asked Cindy in a small frightened voice.

   They both shook there heads.

   “Please don’t tell anyone,” said Celeste, “we’ll do anything you want, anything,” she pleaded.

   “There’s nothing wrong with two sisters having sex.  At least not according to Ogo,” said Matt.  “And of course we won’t tell anyone if you don’t want us too.  We only came by to say that we’d appreciate a little respect and we’ll be nice to you if you’re nice to us.” 

   The two girls nodded; too tired to do anything else they just lay there completely naked watching them.

   “One thing though,” Matt couldn’t resist adding. “We both really enjoyed watching you have sex with each other.  Maybe we can do this again sometime.”

   “Oh hell yes.  We have to do this again soon,” said Paul backing him up.

   The two girls looked horrified but neither one dared refuse. 

   With that the two guys’s quietly left the house feeling very satisfied with the day’s events. 

   “Whew,” said Matt once they were out the door, and walking home.  “I’ll have to spend the evening praying to Ogo because I enjoyed that so much.” 

   “You’re telling me, let’s drop by Sonic I could kill for a cheeseburger and some onion rings,” said Paul.

   “Okay,” said Matt.  Things were right with the world, at least temporarily.   It was strange but he felt better then he had for some time.  It was possible, just barely possible that everything might somehow work out.

 

 

 

 

The End of Chapter Two