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We had been walking for about twenty minutes until we reached the community college that my son’s hosts attended. My son was giving me a rundown of how things were ran there: male only, privately funded, high dropout rate and it was the middle of break for it. Only a handful of guys stuck around, but if I knew the layout, I could set up for a bountiful hunting ground.
He was showing how the gym was unlocked, since it was still used by students on campus. As he opened the door, I could smell the lingering testosterone in the air, and the scent had me reeling. I fell to my knees, and vomited out another puddle of ooze. My son helped me up, and was looking at his new sibling with curiosity.
“Did we all look like that before…?” He asked.
I nodded as I regained my compusure. As I started to stand up, the puddle reverberated, and begin to congeal. After a couple of ripples spread across it’s surface, it slid into the building before the door shut.
“Crap, don’t lose sight of your brother. He’s at his most vulnerable in that state!” I barked at my eldest.
We threw open the door and moved quickly through the halls. Surprisingly, the newborn didn’t leave any trail to follow. His senses were greater than ours in his purer state, but we couldn’t risk losing him. After 20 minutes of searching, I heard a loud thumping sound, which was followed by the sound of something sliding. I got the eldest one’s attention and we went towards the sound. We came into a gymnasium, and on the floor, I saw young man convulsing. The newborn had found his first. After a moment, the guy got up. He reached for… the basketball? The newborn was examining the ball, and began to dribble it. He moved up to the three point line, and made the shot. The net made a perfect swishing noise as the ball passed through it. He looked so pleased with himself, and that’s when I made my approach.
“Hello son.”
He turned around in surprise. He looked me up and down, and got a puzzled look on his face.
“You’re… you’re not Pops.” He said, confused.
“I’m not that body’s father, rather I’m the one who created the one currently inhabiting it.” I said as I reached out and carassed his head.
He nuzzled into my hand, enjoying the feeling.
“Why did you make the shot and not investigate your new body?”
“I saw my host trying to make it, and he failed. After consuming him, I wanted to see if I could to.”
My eyes lit up at that. He’s different from the eldest, he’s… more advanced. I smiled and clapped my hands.
“You must be starving, your brother will join you as you hunt down your first prey.”
The eldest came out from hiding, and the newborn grunted. I overheard the two share ideas of where they could hunt as I left the gymnasium. As I left I noticed two guys heading that direction.
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Well, they’re gonna have their meals walk right into them. I left the two alone due to for the first time since I’ve been here, I’m famished. I was walking around the building when I saw movement from one of the windows. I looked out and saw a professor practicing on the tennis courts.
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I go outside and flag down the professor. I asked him for directions to the main building. He was more than happy to oblige, and he told the way. After five minutes of small talk, I made my move.
Two weeks later…
“Boys keep it down!” I yelled.
The two were wasting the energy from their meals a couple weeks ago. I understand having more hormones in you, but senselesssly fucking constantly would make the next meal time happen much earlier. The oldest came down in his gray shorts.
“Sorry Pops, we were messing around and it… it just happened.” He stammered out.
The younger one went out to the bathroom for a moment, before addressing me.
“Ya pops, shit like this happens if you’re not careful. You can’t say you didn’t do this back in your day, right?” He complained.
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“Yes when I didn’t know better. However I didn’t have anyone to learn from like you two do.”
They both pouted, and I tilted their chins up.
“Chins up boys, I have good news for us. We’re going to be attending the college in town. You two as students, and I’m going to be replacing the recent vacancy in their faculty.”
We all chuckled at that. I looked at the oldest.
“You’re going to be going by Luke,” I turned to the youngest, “And you’re going by Oz.”
They both nodded and proceeded to leave.
“Before you two go, there’s one rule you need to follow: no one eats anyone, unless I approve it.”
“Pops!” They both exclaimed out.
“I’m a parent, so this rule is final.” I said, not changing my expression towards them.
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