Twenty-one-year-old Henry White walked into his apartment and threw his keys at the wall in disgust.
"What's the matter, Henry?" His roommate asked.
"My sister is getting married and I'm not invited to the wedding."
"What? That's ridiculous."
"Her fiancée is a some kind of DC douche bag, and she's worried that he will lose his security clearance if I associate with my family."
"Why?"
"I got busted for hacking the CIA when I was sixteen."
"No way!"
"Yeah, but I didn't get much. They caught me faster than I anticipated."
"Still, that's bullshit you can't go to the wedding."
Henry sighed, "If my parents hadn't died in that car accident, she wouldn't do this to me. My father wouldn't have allowed it. I'll make her pay someday. I'll make her pay."
*****
Twenty-eight years later, Dr. Henry White sat in the Oval Office surrounded by Secret Service.
"What do you want, Henry," President Grant asked her brother.
"I want a private conversation with the only family I have left."
She shook her head and said, "Wait outside, guys. I'm safe with him."
Her lead agent said, "Ma'am, he's been searched, but he's on the list."
"Just go," she snapped.
"What list am I on, dear sister?" He asked as they left the room.
She frowned, "It's because of the hacking thing, Henry. There's nothing I can do."
He smiled, "If you loved your little brother, you'd have taken care of that years ago."
"Henry, I love you, but you can't deny you're a security risk."
"You have no idea," he whispered.
"Jennifer, it's been five days since that, what do you call it? The event?"
She nodded.
"Sis, do you know who is behind it or what they want?"
"We don't know much more than we did five days ago. Do you know something?"
"Oh, I know a lot, dear sister. Do you know what I've been working on for the last five years?"
"Of course. You're managing a think tank in New York."
"Yes, that's true." He looked at his watch and smiled. "Do you know what we've been researching?"
"I have no idea, Henry. Can you get to your point? I'm very busy."
"Sure, Jennifer. When I got into the CIA files when I was a kid, I found something interesting. It was a project involving Quantum Mechanics and mind control. Real interesting stuff but they really had no idea what to do with it back then."
"Mind control," she said quietly. "Henry, no."
He smiled when he saw the flash of purple light in the sky behind her.
"Oh, yes, dear sister."
*****
Jim sat at the breakfast table with his mom. For the last five days, she acted normally, and so did the Davis family.
There was no explanation given on the news for who or what caused the event, and it made Jim nervous.
Videos were popping up all over the internet of celebrities, wives, mothers - heck, any woman - having unbridled sex with random men during the event. It was bedlam.
Jim's mother, Lisa, watched the news with little interest and she never asked Jim or Dan if she was one of the women impacted. Most women were denying anything happening despite the evidence.
Due to the differences in time zones, one of the worlds biggest pop stars was on stage on the other side of the world when it happened. Her concert became a riot when she started having sex on stage with her band.
Thousands of men tried to rush the stage to get a piece of her, many died in the resulting stampede.
That was one of the worst stories to come out of the event. Jim found the video online and couldn't believe something so bad happened while he was having the best time of his life.
Jim ate a piece of toast and thought about whether his mother would have sex with him again if he pursued her. She hadn't made any moves on him, and he was worried she truly did forget the experience.
Then it happened again.
*****
"What have you done, Henry?"
President Grant barely got the words out before that same feeling passed through her body.
"Take me to your bunker, Jennifer."
Her eyes lit up, "Will you fuck me, Henry? Oh, God! I need it so bad."
"Yes, but we'd better hurry."
She ran to the other side of the room and opened the secret door to the elevator to the bunker.
The door barely closed before the agents from the Secret Service stormed into the room.
"POTUS is compromised."
The words crackled over scores of agents' earpieces. It was no surprise after the events of the first event. President Grant had to be sedated to keep her from continually assaulting her agents for sexual relief that time.
An agent burst into Vice President Adam Dorn's office.
"It's happening again, Sir. Phones and internet are down again and women are losing their minds."
"Shit!" He grunted.
He and the cabinet decided if it ever happened again, they would immediately have a meeting to invoke the 25th amendment so he could become President until the situation was resolved.
*****
"Yeah, you like my cock in your ass, you slut?"
"Yes, Henry. Fuck me, Brother. Fuck me harder."
While he was sodomizing his sister, he looked around the room and mentally noted everything he saw.
"Can they get in here, Jennifer?"
"No. Not without me scanning them in. Uh! Don't stop!"
"I'm going to cum. Turn around."
She spun around and knelt before him just in time to receive his load across her face. He smiled at seeing his sister, the most powerful person on the planet, covered in his cum.
"What's in that room there?" He asked as she scooped his cum into her mouth.
"Podium set up to address the nation. Do me again, baby brother. I need it so bad."
"I know you do, bitch. I took a Viagra this morning, so you'll get some more."
He realized there was no way he could use any of the systems, nor did he want to do so. Nuking a country wasn't his plan. Stealing and selling secrets wasn't either. He wasn't a traitor, in his opinion.
"Jennifer, suck me hard again, so I can fuck your tight pussy."
She smiled and licked her lips.
*****
"Jimmy, take me upstairs. I need you so badly."
Jim smiled and wondered if it was happening again or if she just wanted him. He decided to check first.
"Sure, Mom. I'll meet you upstairs. Wear something sexy for me."
She clapped her hands and ran to her bedroom.
