Genetics Pt. 01

Copyright 2023 by Talon_Of_The Incest_Order. All right reserved

Genetics, part one.

My life changed just a few months ago. I just simply did not know and was never told, so I’m telling my story now.

My name is Kyle Belvedere. I’m 21 and just finished my degree in genetics getting a first class from Oxford University. I’ve not gone to graduation yet as I’m currently on a plane to the US of A to meet my mother and sister among others, who I never know existed until just a brief time ago.

So let me explain, I grew up with Jack and Clare Belvedere, my father and mother who were the only people I’ve ever known as my parents and my father is my real father, they just forgot to mention that Clare was not my actual mother.

My father Jack is 48 years old standing 5’10 with a medium build with grey/brow hair but still a looker for the ladies with his chiseled jaw and brown eyes.

My mother Clare is only 5’2. Slim build with small breasts, she like to work out and is 41 years old, and has long dark hair.

I was always a sickly child from the age of 9, very skinny and could never eat much as a kid, always coming down with illnesses, which I was told were because of an exceedingly rare genetic disorder, so rare that I was the only one with this anomaly in the entire world. Lucky fucking me.

I had a very boring life, but that changed around 2 years ago, from the age of 16 to 18 years of age, I found I could mimic other male singers extremely well, so my mom pushed me to join a band and to have some kind of life, it was extremely difficult at first being a shy person but soon I was singing with another female and starting to play guitar and bass. I found when I was reasonably well, I could pick up music extremely easily. so, for 2 years I’d play gigs, mostly small pubs, and weddings until my treatment failed, and I had to give up, and never returned to the music scene.

Between the ages of 10 and 15, I must have broken most of the bones in my body. My bones turned brittle. I spent most of this time in a wheelchair, then my father’s new treatment appeared to work as I said until around midway between 18 and 19. My body seemed to reject the treatment.

Things came to a head when I was 20, I’d finished high school and sixth form college, and after that, I started university at 18 years old.

I came down with what could only be described as a burning sensation, when I say burning like every vine in my body was pumping molten lava through me. So, as you may have guessed, it was extremely painful.

My father, who owns a genetics company in the UK was supplying me with regular medicine for my condition. But the treatment was not affecting me anymore, and I honestly thought I was going to die.

I was rushed into a private hospital hidden away outside the city of Reading, where we lived. This was not the first time I’d been rushed away, but this time I really believed that I was not coming home again.

My father and mother were by my side and a few of the doctors in the standard white costs talked and brained storm ideas of what to do until “His team showed up” I did not know what was happening, but I remember I lost my voice after the amount of screaming I had done for countless hours, well it felt like hours. My father told me that everything was going to be okay. I didn’t believe him one iota.

I remember hands grabbing my father around the waist and the next moment my father was unceremoniously launched and with a pure look of shock on his face when I gentleman about 6’3 and a good 240 pounds plus in what looked like muscle had just thrown my father across the room like his was nothing.

My father never swore that I ever remember, but he did that day. ” you mother fucking asshole Rodger! I’d kick your ass if I didn’t need you.”

The guy named Roger just ignored him and sat next to me on the bed, my eye went wide when I saw him pull up a briefcase, a small silver one you always see in the movies with some bomb or some shit or other inside.

“Now listen, Kyle” as he opened the case and pulled out a gun-like thing with a needle at the end. I mean, I would have been impressed if I weren’t in so much fucking pain. “After I give you this injection, you will sleep for a couple of days but when you wake, you will feel, amazing, on top of the world” he gave a comforting grin and with the help of others I’d never even seen before in the room, they held me down and jab me.

After a moment, my body went into shock. I remember this Rodger guy saying something like “You are a fucking idiot, Jack. He would have died because of your negligence, and you would have died not long after. Follow my instructions or lose everything!” and that’s all I remember until I woke up.

Oh boy, when I woke up, I felt amazing. I mean, I’ve never felt like this, never. I felt healthy, alive, strong and then I noticed I had many tubes coming from me with so many intravenous drips, I mean dozens of them of all assorted colors, I’ll admit I freaked and I’m not ashamed to admit, I may have shed a tear or two in panic.

Rodger, the guy I knew nothing about, was there to comfort me.

It was strange, but I felt safe with him being here he seemed to give an aura that just made me feel safe.

He placed his hand on the side of my face and leaned forward slightly. ” I know this must look frightening to you, Kyle but… I need you to keep still for another couple of hours while we place more IVs, and then I promise you can get up and move around.” Reassuring me by giving me a shoulder squeeze, “How you are feeling now kiddo?” he asked not looking too concerned.

“I feel amazing, doc,” I spoke with not a hint of a sore throat, which is what I would have expected with having screamed until I lost my voice.

“Good, good. In just a few more hours, Kyle, you have responded well to the treatment I’ve provided. I believe you may be in for a bit of shock once you are up and about,” says Rodger, the last part with a slight chuckle.

I just nod my head at him before he gets up and more people in white coats with face masks come and fit extra bags of fluids, then a monitor is pulled over me from above so I can watch some tv. It turned out to be an action movie, but with a lot, and I mean a lot, of sex in many scenes, “a fucking twisted sense of humor.” Crossed my mind.

I thought to myself after only 30 minutes on, especially when I nurse came in to check on me while on the tv, a woman was getting royally fucked, and my face was red. “Fucker did this on purpose” I mumbled to myself.

The nurse turned “What honey?” then she leaned down and looked at the tv above me then giggled “Yeah he did that on purpose, it’s to make sure you can get an erection” and giggled at me again “It appears you can, and an impressive one at that” Laughing as she takes a water jug and replaces it with a fresh one.

“It’s just average,” I mumbled, and she giggles, “If that’s average then I’ve been lied to by every man I slept with,” laughing at me. Well, she is not shy I thought. But I chuckle with her.

I looked at her and she was in her mid-20s and cute; I looked away and sighed when more sex came on the tv.

As the movie ended, the door opened, and I could see 2 people come in. Then the tv monitor was moved away and Roger had a grin on his face. The nurse was with him. “How are you feeling?” he asked again. “Ready to get up and move around, full of energy, better than I have ever felt, to be honest,” I ended with Roger nodding at me with approval.

Roger then throws back the sheet covering me, and my erection was there, I couldn’t lift my head to look as I was still trapped down, I went red again, and then the nurse grabs my cock, it twitches and she grinned at me” always nice to get approval” she quipped. making Roger burst out laughing and I felt like I was going to human combust at any moment. She slowly jerks me off while Roger watched. “Is this necessary?” I squeak out, to which they both ignored me.

“He not been circumcised the nurse informed Roger. “hmm” Roger muttered while looking at me.

“Tell you what kiddo, I’ll do it for you, I’ll just numb it and cut the tip off, there will be a little blood and soreness, but it is a healthier life choice,” he says while nodding his head at like HE was saying yes for us.

Wincing at the thought and reflexively tried to cover my penis, but my wrists were still bound, I couldn’t reach it, my penis quickly grew smaller, and the erection was now gone within moments. Roger and the nurse laughed.

“Normal responses,” and the nurse nodded while grinning. He was just fucking with me, the ass.

“Not funny,” I fired out and making them both laugh. The nurse squeezed my penis once more then covered it. “Sorry, sugar, we find it the fastest way to get the information, then relaying on people, to be honest.” the nurse informs me.

The nurse then moved around, removing the IVs from me. After that slightly painful procedure had ended, Rodger removed the restraints. “alright let’s get out of bed lazy ass,” he said in mock anger.

So, I gently got up and my eyes went wide. My body, from what I could see, was not my body, it was someone else’s body. I moved a little quicker and stood up out of bed; I was naked, but that did not register at that moment or, as they had already seen me naked, would’ve given a shit, hell the cute nurse jack me off, if only for a moment.

My eyes were wide open. “this, this isn’t possible. I know I’ve studied; I’ve researched and this, this is not possible,” while Rodger grinned at me.

Now I was buff; I was not just buffed; I was buffed like I should be in an action movie. My hands seemed bigger, my arms fucking hell, my arms, my legs, my abdominal muscles, my pecks, and then looked at my penis.” Oh, whoever that belongs to, I’m not giving it back,” I thought to myself. I looked at Rodger in total disbelief. “I’m in a comma or I died didn’t I,” I asked out loud getting laughs.

“What’re your thoughts, Clare?” Rodger asked, making me look at him and then look around the room to see Mom on the other side of the room. She was grinning.