Action Pack Chapter 1: Surprise Reward

Thanks to Jeer Coon for all his help, not least of which is being at least as perverted as I am.

Disclaimer: The characters, settings, etc. contained within this story all belong to paetrasslave and may not be used in other media without express permission. Why anyone would want to, she's not sure.

Also, this story is incredibly sexual in nature with many preferences and depictions on display that will probably offend many people, including:

Same-gendered sex
Incest
Underage sex
Sex between human and partially human creatures
Polygamous relationships

Anyone under 18 or possessed of an easily offended mindset should leave now. For everyone else, that's probably all the reason you need to stay.

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	Mozart, the fearless leader of the Dogs of War, fired his twin pistols again and again, taking out a floating robot sentry or purple poison-tongued lizard out with every pull of the trigger. Then, there it was.
	Its head scraped the roof of the chamber, and its thick tail swept back and forth, making a sound like thunder every time it hit the ground. Then it opened its enormous mouth and let out a terrible roar.
	It was a towering red cross between an allosaurus and a human being. It turned violently, swinging its heavy tail at Mozart, and...
	...and the doorbell rang. Jake let out an irritated sigh and hit the pause button. Just like the last two times he'd made it to this boss fight, there was Shana Webster standing outside his door.
	She'd changed a lot in ten years, even if Jake wasn't willing to admit it. The shy, plump girl was a tall and quietly pretty young woman with wavy red-brown hair hanging to just past her broad shoulders. Her large brown eyes were warm and alive but not exactly alert, except when they were on him. Which seemed to be a lot.
	Which all told didn't mean she was the picture of teenage perfection, at least not to Jake. Shana lifted weights more than any guy he knew, and her big hands made the punches she always seemed to be dealing out to guys who made her mad more effective than any male-thrown punch Jake had seen. Mainly because he'd felt more than a few of them himself.
	"Oh, it's you again," he said with undisguised annoyance.
	The next thing he knew his nose was buried in the doormat and he had a pain the size of Colorado on the back of his head.
	"What was that?" she growled.
	Jake peeled himself off the floor. "Do you ever come over not to pound on me?"
	"I never come over to pound on you. It's not my fault you always give me a reason."
	"Yeah well, you ruined my concentration right when I was at the last part for the third time in a row. I swear you do this on purpose," Jake groused and went back inside, Shana shutting the door behind him.
	"What's that game of yours called again? Dogs of War or something?" Shana asked as she followed him into the living room. Jake sat down on the couch in front of the screen with a plop, wondering if he could salvage this attempt with Shana around. The black dog-headed warrior stood facing his prehistoric opponent, waiting for the one button that would signal the battle to resume.
	"Yeah, that's right. I've been devoting time to getting good at this like some stupid boy. And I was just about to win when you interrupted me. Yet again."
	"I'm not trying to screw up your game," Shana said defensively. Her eyes caught Jake's for a second, and for that second he stopped seeing the short-tempered, hard-punching girl she'd grown up into. She was the scared, lonely girl without a family, without a friend, and tears pooling up on her puffy eyelids as she sat on the front step of her foster parents' house, trying her best not to look completely miserable.
	"What's wrong?" Jake remembered asking as he saw her sitting there, trying to hold in the sobs.
	"N-nothing!" Shana yelped in surprise as she realized she wasn't alone out there after all and turned away.
	"My name's Jake, what's yours?" he said without even thinking about it, extending his hand in greeting. Shana looked back over her shoulder, the tears pushing their way down her cheeks as her eyes glimmered. As if this what was she'd been looking for.
	"I'm...I'm Shana...," she said, taking his hand but looking away.
	"You're pretty, Shana," Jake remembered saying, then the next thing he was aware of was a girlish giggle in his ear and her lips pressed against his.
	His first kiss. At age six. From the girl who'd pounded his head into the floor not two minutes ago.
	Jake shut his eyes. "I'm sorry, Shana."
	She blushed and recoiled a little at the sudden somberness that came over him, but recovered quickly. "So, just pretend I'm not here while I wait for your mom, huh? Just finish your game."
	Jake stared at her for a minute longer, not sure what to think, then hit the pause button. Immediately the dinosaur rushed toward Mozart, swinging its tail and lowering its head to snap at the heroic dog.
	Instinct took over as Jake manned the controller. Mozart jumped over the dinosaur's head and fired a shot right across the crown of the dinosaur's head. Its body flashed white for a second in that all-too-familiar way that indicated a successful hit.
	"Good job!" Shana exclaimed, but Jake just kept jumping and weaving through the dinosaur's attacks, and jumped as it snapped again, firing again across its head. Again, the dinosaur flashed white. Somehow, Shana's presence wasn't a distraction. Maybe this time, he'd simply had enough practice that it didn't matter. This time, the third and final secret boss was going down.
	Jake had mastered every game in the Action Pack, or at least every one he would admit to playing. The one that really captured his attention, however, had been the Dogs of War. Three canine warriors pursuing a mad scientist and fighting his mutant minions. But a while ago he'd found the door just barely visible before the second boss battle, the one that led to a hidden part of the game. One where the bosses weren't based on animals, but instead on dinosaurs.
	And here was the one he'd never been able to beat. The one that flashed as he shot it again, dodged another attack, and shot it again. Then to his amazement, the allosaurus doubled over and slumped to the floor. Dead.
	The screen flashed, and a graphic of the dinosaur bosses laying defeated in a heap with the Dogs of War--massively muscled Scarlatti, small and wiry Bach clutching his nunchaku, and Mozart blowing the smoke off his pistols--standing over them. Slowly, words in white script typed themselves out. "Congratulations! Send in the following code for a fantastic prize! 3U9MM002--"
	But as the symbols typed themselves out, the picture started to flicker, the colors draining from the image before the picture of the Dogs shook until it became nothing but a mass of static.
	"No!" Jake wailed and jumped up, smacking the side of the TV. The static didn't clear at all. A secret prize for beating the secret levels? How could the TV go out just as he was about to find out how to claim it? This kind of shit didn't happen in real life!
	But as Jake swung his hand at the TV again, the TV seemed to lose its solidity. His hand passed through it, like it was plunging into mud, then became stuck in the middle of the screen. He yelped in surprised and tried to pull himself back, but something started to pull him into the screen instead.
	"Shana, help!" Jake yelled, but as she placed her hands on his shoulders it took only a second for Jake to realize she was pushing him further into the TV rather than helping to pull him back. Unable to resist both, Jake screamed as he was pulled inside the chaos covering his TV screen.
	And then...nothing. He dared to open his eyes and saw himself and Shana floating in a void with streams of color passing by them in all directions. Then, they weren't floating anymore. They were falling toward a white dot in the distance where all the colors seemed to be collecting. Jake felt air rushing past his face, then...something else. Something like someone was suddenly inside his skin, poking and prodding at the shape of his body.
	He might have paid more attention to that if he hadn't noticed something about the rushing air was tearing at his clothes as he fell. His shoes, socks, pants shirt disintegrated as the white dot grew bigger and bigger with every second. That's when Jake started to pay attention to the prodding sensations.
	He looked down at his bare body to see "he" wasn't a he anymore. Sensual feminine curves, a large chest and a glaring vacancy between his legs greeted Jake's eyes. Stealing a glance over at Shana, she was similarly naked but similarly female. Except bigger, buffer, with rippling muscles under her arms and legs and washboard abs. She saw Jake looking her way and thrust an arm over her surprisingly large, round breasts, then mouthed something at him.
	"What?!" Jake yelled over the roar of the air.
	"I said stop staring at me!" Shana screamed, then the air picked up even more and Shana started to drift further away. Jake reached out for her, but Shana jet met his...her gaze and shook her head as the white dot they'd been falling toward engulfed them.

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	A chill wind blowing over her new body was the first thing Jake felt as the glare cleared. She was standing on a strip of sand near a body of water that stretched out sight before her. The air was cool and she folded her arms across her chest to do a little something to brace against the temperature on her bare skin. It seemed stupid, but then, not a lot that had happened to her over the last few minutes had come close to making sense. Still, after pinching her arms several times she was sure this wasn't some kind of bad dream.
	The beach quickly sprouted up into jagged mountains behind her, so Jake started walking along the beach hoping to find some clue as to where she was, or at least something to protect her against the wind as it picked up again and seemed to bite into her skin. Her hands flew to her chest again out of some instinct it seemed inconceivable she'd have, unless her body wasn't the only thing that had changed.
	Suddenly, Jake realized how warm her cheeks had gotten, looked down and realized just how deep her hands were pressed into her breasts. How much of her breasts there was for her hands to press into. He...she'd never seen an actual naked woman except on paper. This...was a new experience, to say the least.
	She lightly cupped her chest and tested their size and weight in her palms. A warm feeling spread over her body and a moan escaped her lips...and then something caught her eye and she noticed she wasn't alone on the beach.
	Standing about thirty feet away was another girl. One just as naked as Jake herself. Her skin was fair, her curves sensual and her chest as big as Jake's. Her thin legs and her long, flat stomach seemed to go on forever, just like the straight black hair that danced lightly in the icy wind. Her lips parted in a smile and her eyelids relaxed as she took in Jake's nude form.
	"Jein, it's you!" she said in a voice that would've been soft if not for all the excitement. She rushed over and pushed Jake's arms away from her chest, then threw her own arms around Jake's middle in a far tighter hug than her slender frame would've suggested possible. Jake groaned and twitched involuntarily as that warm feeling rushed through her again, with her new breasts mashing against her new friend's....
	After a second the other girl heard the groan and stepped back, her cheeks blazing. "Um, sorry. I just...um, we're all finally back. And we needed you most of all..."
	Jake protectively covered her breasts, still warm from the embrace, and looked away from the nude beauty in front of her. "The way you're talking, you sound like know what's going on."
	"Oh that's right, they didn't leave your memories!" the girl clapped her dainty hands. "Come on, I'll get Jasami and we'll explain everything." She took Jake's arm and led her down the beach, which didn't go for that much longer before it turned into a small cleft in the rock where a small but sturdy wooden house faced them. She opened the door into the main room of the house, a simple affair with a table with four chairs, a single large bed in one corner, and across from it a heavy wooden wardrobe that a young girl was standing in front of.
	She looked to be around twelve or thirteen. Her silver hair was done up in two thin ponytails, but what caught Jake's attention was the pile of clothing built up around her. She had a dark purple dress with a conical witch's cap in her hands, but shook her head and tossed them onto the pile. It probably explained why she currently wore nothing other than a yellow camisole and matching panties with a smiling penguin on the butt. Jake recognized it as Penny, one of the characters in Mongoose!, one of the sillier games in the Action Pack.
	The younger girl squeaked as they came in and dropped a dress she had apparently been about to put on, leaving her standing there in her undergarments. The dark-haired girl smiled and said, "Relax, Jasami. It's our sister Jein! She's finally back!"
	"Jein?" the younger girl cocked her head to one side. "You mean big sister Jein?"
	"Sister?" Jake gaped. First Shana pushed him into the TV, next he turned into a girl, next he was on a beach with another naked hottie, next that hottie was his sister. And so was another girl he'd also happened to meet for the first time when her clothes were off.
	"Yes!" the older girl said and took Jake, or rather Jein, over to a mirror hanging on the wall over a wash basin. Jein saw her new face for the first time, and almost gasped. She had shimmering straight white hair that hung to just past her shoulders, large yellow eyes, a thin nose and high cheek bones. If not for the differences in hair color and length she would've been identical to the black-haired girl beside her.
	Jein leaned closer and peered at her reflection, gently stroking a cheek with long fingers it took a second for her to realize were her own. She shot her new self an admiring glance. She would've totally dated her.
	"You said you were gonna explain everything," Jein reminded her hostess after peeling her eyes away. "Maybe you could start with your name."
	"What? Oh...oh, yeah," she blushes. "I'm...Cathallis. Cathallis Devyre. This is Jasami. We're your little sisters..."
	"She's your little twin sister," Jasami clarified, grinning at her older sibling's visible discomfort.
	"The...the Devyres used to be the ruling family of the coalition of civilizations that govern this world, which we call Akton," Cathallis explained as she calmed down a little, protectively raising a slender arm over her chest. "Unfortunately, there were powerful people who thought Akton should be expanding its influence on neighboring worlds, and lay claim to their people and wealth. They managed to gain the loyalty of many of the stronger armies, and by the time mother and father found out what they were planning, their forces were too powerful for our immediate allies to stand up to them.
	"Mother and father tried to protect us, and had us sent to different worlds. They wished to keep you the safest, Jein, because they could tell you would be the strongest and the most tempting target. Therefore, they took your memories before you were sent to another world. Jasami and I were...spared this treatment. I'm sorry."
	"Don't worry about it," Jein replied, trying to cut off the tears forming in Cathallis's eyes.
	"Anyway, each of us was presented with a test in the alternate worlds where we were sent. After passing it, a trigger was set off to return us home."
	"Wait, you mean beating Action Pack??" Jein asked.
	Cathallis shrugged, her sculpted breasts rising along with the gesture, and her cheeks colored and she covered her breasts with an arm again as she realized her sisters were staring at them. "I don't know what your test might have been like, but here you are. I just arrived a day ago. I had to perform a place setting on a banquet table to an allow an elaborate magic ritual to take place. Jasami tells me she had to sweep all the dust from an entire castle in one day. Whatever yours was, I'm sure it must've been a challenge."
	"My test...oh God, Shana!" Jein exclaimed, but Jasami stepped in front of her.
	"Don't worry about her," the little girl said.
	"Why shouldn't I?!"
	"Because you were brought here because this is where you need to be," Cathallis said softly, almost whispering. "Shana was sent to keep an eye on you, but she has somewhere else to be now that she's returned to Akton. To see her family, I should imagine. She'll be all right."
	"Well, if we're all here, what do we do next?" Jein asked.
	"How about a good night's sleep?" Cathallis replied. "Tomorrow we can see about getting home and seeing just how bad things are." She walked over to the bed and lay down, with Jasami climbing in next to her. Jein got up, then started making a makeshift pillow out of the clothes Jasami had left lying on the floor.
	"What are you doing?" Jasami asked.
	"Trying to get comfortable over here."
	Jasami tilted her head and looked over at Jein with confused eyes. "Why?"
	"What do you mean, why? What else am I supposed to do?"
	"Sleep over here with us, dummy," Jasami replied, but covered her mouth when Jein glowered at her. All the same, Jein came over and laid down inbetween her sisters who both responded with beatific smiles. Cathallis cupped her sister's chin and studied her face.
	"You're even more beautiful than I thought," Cathallis purred, her cheeks turning cherry red.
	"Neither of you's hard to look at either," Jein heard herself say. Cathallis looked away while Jasami beamed and pressed herself against Jein's arm, surprising Jein who felt something budding from Jasami's chest already underneath her thin undergarment.
	Jasami wasn't done, though. She slowly pressed her crotch against Jein's thigh and then wrapped her legs around it. A warm wetness was seeping her through panties and onto Jein's leg. Before Jein could say a thing, Jasami leaned down heavily and pressed her young breasts into her older sister's belly.
	Then Cathallis rolled over on top of Jein, her own sex pressed against Jein's other thigh and her breasts mashing against Jein's again. She slowly, but longingly rubbed her sex along Jein's thigh.
	"Excuse me, aren't you supposed to be my sisters?!" Jein exclaimed as she squirmed, but realized she was trying to find a more comfortable position than to shake off the amorous girls grinding against her legs. The thought did occur that even if they were her sisters, it wasn't like they had to worry about unwanted conception or anything through this kind of activity...
	"We've been wanting to see you again for so long, Jein," Cathallis moaned before she slammed her lips into Jein's, her cheeks almost on fire by then. Jein shut her eyes as she started to blush herself, feeling the two girls rub their most sensitive anatomy against her bare skin. Her tongue reached out and danced with Cathallis's and with one hand she reached underneath Jasami and rubbed over the youngest girl's breasts.
	Jasami squealed and clenched her eyes shut, but rubbed her crotch even harder, even faster against Jein's leg as her older sister brushed a palm over her developing breasts. After a minute Jasami squealed and a wet, sticky warmth passed through her panties and onto Jein's leg.
	Cathallis quickened her own grinding as Jasami fell onto her side, spent. Jein rolled her hips awkwardly to press her pelvis against Cathallis, lewd squelching filling the small house as their dripping blossoms met, parted and met again in their erotic dance. Their large breasts rose and fell, reshaping themselves as Cathallis and Jein rolled and thrusted and gyrated against each other.
	Finally, it was too much for the younger twin. Cathallis yelped and that same warm wetness Jasami had dribbled onto Jein flowed from Cathalli's blossom as well. A second later Jein screamed and felt as if everything in her body had rushed down out through her new vagina to mingle with the carnal juices coming from her sister.
	"Why...," Jein gasped, looking up at the girl who possessed her face, her figure, everything but her hair, and down at the child who seemed too young to know about any such thing as what they'd just done. "Why did I do that...? With my sisters???"
	Jasami looked up, confusion glimmering in her bottomless eyes. "Is that wrong, or something?"
	Jein fell back, sweaty, sticky, and confused. Not to mention with two girls claiming to be her sisters cuddling up to her in a way far more affectionate than any sister she'd ever heard about. Then she realized she was sliding her fingertips down Jasami's back then up inside the younger girl's camisole before grabbing the waist of her panties and starting to pull them awkwardly down. Jasami gasped but a smile spread over her face as she realized Jein was starting round two. Jein lifted her younger sister up, then spread the girl's legs and lowered Jasami until Jein could touch her sister's hairless crotch with her tongue. Which she did.
	"What are you doing?" Cathallis asked.
	"Something I saw a guy do to a girl in a movie, once," Jein answered. "It's probably not that different if a girl does it to a girl."
	"It isn't," Jasami confirmed.
	Jein felt encouraged to ask how exactly Jasami was so well-informed, but stopped on the grounds that her first time was turning out to be a three way with two extremely cute girls and she didn't want to blow it by ruining the mood. Instead she pressed her mouth to Jasami's nether lips and extended her tongue upward into the musky orifice. Jasami yipped but held still as Jein's tongue swept over her glistening pussy.
	Just as Jein was starting to savor the taste of her young sister's cunt, she felt Cathallis slowly spreading her own legs before the twin started to lap at Jein's own sex and inner thighs. Jein gasped, bucked upward in surprise and bumped her tongue against a fleshy nub inside Jasami's valley. Jasami yelped, then slumped forward onto all fours. Jein could see all the way up her younger sister's camisole and the already substantial breasts adorning Jasami's sleek front.
	Cathallis buried her face in Jein's crotch, slurping and sucking awkwardly but eagerly at Jein's sex. Jein grabbed her younger sister by the hips, then turned Jasami around so the younger girl was bent over her chest as Jein started to plumb Jasami's sex with her tongue, lended fervor by the excitement building up inside her as Cathallis ran her tongue along the length of Jein's parted nether lips.
	Jasami sat up just a little, whimpering and groaning as Jein's tongue brushed against that fleshy nub again. Suddenly she reached down and grabbed Jein's breasts and mooshed them down into the older girl's chest. Jein yelped, and then a feeling of a sudden downward eruption filled her being.
	Jein felt herself floating for a minute, then felt something hot and sticky land all over her face. Her world focused again to show her Jasami's gaping sex just before Jasami collapsed forward onto Jein's stomach, landing awkwardly on Cathallis and pushing her head into Jein's crotch.
	Jein panted and squirmed to find a comfortable position with her siblings pressed up against her naked body. Jasami nuzzled Jein's inner thigh and giggled softly, and Cathallis pulled herself out from underneath Jasami than laid down on top of her and Jein, sandwiching the young sister between them. Jein was most surprised by how much she was enjoying it all.
	It was going to be a strange trip.
