I’ve decided to write chapter eight a little differently. I will be steadily composing this chapter on this blog post, leaving it open to feedback during the development process. Let me know what you think as as I go so I can tailor the best chapter possible. Once finished, this chapter will be published on literotica like normal.
[scene 1 - interrogation session]
“Who was she?”
Leah pinned the boy by the shoulders and stared into his eyes. Having been drained just moments earlier, he was barely holding onto consciousness.
Sitting there having just been caught for the second time that night, Leah Bardot felt ready to pitch a fit. Nothing was going right. Even the brief reprieve of feeding came with a catch. Now another loose end plagued her.
Leah leaned down and shook the boy, trying her hardest to break him out of his stupid.
“Who was the girl? Did you know her?”
“Wha-what girl?” The boy groaned. “Jesus, what did you do to me?”
Leah sat back and realized the strangeness of the moment. Since her transformation, she had fed multiple times, but never stuck around long enough to chat with her victims. It occurred to her that this idiot had no clue what happened. That was an opening.
“You hit your head on a log while we were going at it. I think you might be concussed, dude.”
The boy shook his head and took in his surroundings. He clearly had doubts, but his consciousness was flickering like a candle in a snowstorm.
“You're losing consciousness, answer my question,” Leah commanded.
“What question? Fuck, shouldn’t I get a doctor?”
“Answer and then doctor, sound good? Who was the girl? Little blonde thing in a denim dress. It seemed like she knew you.”
The boy groaned, turned over, and began emptying the contents of his stomach onto the muddy ground. The acrid scent of bile filled the air.
“Oh shit,” the boy said.
“So you know her?”
“Come on, I need a doctor. I feel like shit.”
Leah knelt down and whispered in the boy’s ear, making every word a pronounced hiss.
“Who is she?”
“She’s an ex girlfriend. Jesus, you crazy bitch.”
“What is her name?”
“Ellie Thomas. Fuck, will you help me?”
Leah stared off into the distance for a moment. At least she had a name. With that lead, she could at least resolve one loose end. Besides, the girl must not have seen too much.
“Come on, you said you would help me!”
The boy had rolled back over onto his back and was glaring up at Leah. With his arms folded in front of him, he looked like a petulant child. So unappealing.
Leah channeled energy into her eyes and gazed into the boy’s soul. She felt the ethereal tension as her mind connected with his. In his weakened state, taking control was easy.
“You’re going to fall asleep as soon as I finish talking. You’ll wake up several hours later remembering nothing of this encounter. Now sleep.”
As soon as Leah finished talking, the boy’s last bits of consciousness left him. He slumped down and fell fast asleep.
“Well that’s resolved,” Leah said. “Time for damage control.”
[scene 2 - introductions]
Characters: Jessie, Haley, Bethany, Melissa, Eliza, and Penny
Setting: Outside of Carter Dormitory, Roaming Across Campus
Haley look to Jessie. This was rapidly becoming an instinct for the young woman. With her world turned upside down in just a few minutes, Haley found that Jessie was her beacon for clarity.
The others did the same save for Melissa, who was so loopy as to barely qualify as conscious. Jessie was the star of the show and Haley could tell she was about to crack.
“Okay,” Eliza said. “Now that we’re out of there, someone needs to explain this whole thing.”
Jessie stopped, turned around, saw the fierce look in Eliza’s eyes, and withered. In the pale light of the path, the girl’s beautiful face looked pale and sunken.
“I really don’t want to go over this whole explanation for a third time tonight. Can someone else handle this?”
Eliza bristled at this. Knowing her roommate well enough, Haley saw a fight coming along the horizon.
Bethany, seeing the same signs as Haley, cut in.
“There is something wrong with those girls.”
“Yeah, you think? They tried to stick a sea cucumber in my crotch!”
“It’s not a sea cucumber,” Haley said.
Eliza reeled on Haley, her eyes narrowing to slits.
“Thank you for that.”
Haley blushed and fell silent. Why was she always the punching bag for her roommate’s tantrums?
“We think it’s some kind of parasite controlling the girls,” Bethany continued. “It crawls into their-um-you know. Then it turns them.”
At that moment, Melissa groaned loudly and sank to her knees. Mud and bits of grass splattered on the exposed skin of her knees. From her mouth came a long trail of silvery drool.
“What’s wrong with her? Hey, I thought she wasn’t turned!” Jessie snapped, her eyes suddenly wide and alert.
“She isn’t, she’s just having a hard time,” Bethany said, kneeling down beside her friend.
“So empty,” Melissa muttered under breath. “I feel so empty.”
“Jesus Christ, she’s turned,” Jessie said. “She probably was still turning when we found her. Everyone back up!”
“What is going on? Someone fucking explain this,” Eliza snapped.
Jessie pointed a finger at the redhead without giving her a second glance.
“Later, tinker bell.”
Bethany stroked Melissa’s back and spoke softly, trying her best to soothe her roommate.
“Get away from her,” Jessie said. “She’s turned.”
“She’s not turned, now back up. You’re making this worse!” Bethany responded.
“So fucking empty,” Melissa repeated over and over.
Jessie stepped closer, raising the stolen practice sword in both hands.
“You need to back away from her.”
A fire appeared in Bethany’s eyes that Haley didn’t recognize. It frightened her just how much rage could appear in the otherwise subdued girl.
“You swing that at her and you are going to regret it,” Bethany said.
“Shit, this is just like a zombie movie,” the chubby blonde girl standing next to Eliza muttered.
Haley watched as Eliza, Bethany, and Jessie simultaneously turned and glared at the girl. The girl hung her head low and stepped back a little ways.
It wasn’t the best comment to make, but Haley still felt sorry for the poor girl. Not only had she been through a lot, she hardly knew anyone here.
Jessie turned her attention back to Bethany.
“I’ll hit you too if I have to. She’s turning. Look at her!”
“If she’s turned, why is she here? Why isn’t she attacking us, trying to turn us?” Bethany cried.
“Maybe it’s a ruse.”
“Then wouldn’t she try to act normal? She wouldn’t be collapsed on the ground talking to herself.”
Haley watched the fight escalate, feeling completely helpless. Everything was coming apart at the seams and they had only just started.
And despite all of this, there was another feeling. It itched at her brain as she watched the others work themselves into a frenzy.
I can fix this, she thought.
“Look,” Jessie said, stepping close to within reaching distance of Bethany. “I know she’s your friend, but there’s something wrong with her. She’s turning.”
“She isn’t!”
Bethany stepped jumped in front of Melissa’s huddled form.
“Whatever,” Jessie said. “Last chance. Get out of the way.”
Haley’s feet started moving before she knew it. While she didn’t know what she needed to do, she knew she needed to do something.
The girl shot forward and pushed past Jessie and Bethany both, siding on her heel in the mud before landing on her butt right next to Melissa. Without hesitation, Haley placed both hands on Melissa’s face. She didn’t know why, but it felt like the right thing to do.
In the next second, Haley sank deep into an ethereal nightscape. The barrier between her and everything beyond dissolved as she sank through the muck.
In the darkness, Haley suddenly saw a light. Harsh, green light in the form of noxious tendrils working their way deep into the surrounding matter.
They’re the same as before, Haley thought.
When the red-headed girl grabbed Haley’s face, those green tendrils had worked their way into her mind.
Without thinking, Haley reached out for the tendrils. No hand appeared in front of her, but she could feel some kind of power emanating from her all the same.
This power collided with the nearest tendril, sending it into a frenzy. Its body vibrated rapidly and the spot where she hit dimmed.
Feeling a surge of hope, Haley thrust her power forward at even greater strength, snapping the tendril clear in half. She watched as its entire body faded to darkness.
This was good. These things could be stopped.
Haley launched her astral-body forward at the remaining tendrils. There were dozens of the objects tangled into the fabric of her surroundings.
She struck any tendril that came close enough to touch, bashing each and every one as hard as she could. Green trails of unnatural light flickered out one-by-one.
Finally, Haley glanced around and found only darkness. What was this place? Her mind or Melissa’s?
There was no time for answers. From above Haley, a light pierced the darkness. She heard whispered voices in the distance. Something was pulling her out.
Looking back into the gloom one final time, Haley felt an itch deep inside core, letting her know that something was missing. Deep in the murk, Haley saw the faintest glow of green before she shot to the surface.
Haley gasped as her eyes flew open. Jessie, Bethany, Eliza, and the other girl surrounded her, all wearing troubled looks.
Bethany spoke first, laying a gentle hand on Haley’s shoulder. Her touch was so soothing after the previous turmoil. Haley found herself wanting to wrap herself in that touch.
“It’s going to be okay,” Bethany said.
Haley nodded and smiled at her friend. Despite her soaked pants and exhausted body, she felt incredibly warm.
Turning to Jessie, Haley noticed that the girl still looked frightened and on edge.
“It’s okay,” Haley said.
“Haley,” Jessie said, her voice soft and quivering. She seemed close to tears. “You’ve got to back up. All of you. She’s—“
“I’m not turned,” Melissa said suddenly.
The girl propped herself up on her elbows and spit out a ball of phlegm onto the mud below.
“Now you can talk?” Jessie cried.
“I’m not turned,” Melissa repeated. “She just fucked with my brain.”
Eliza stumbled over, cradling her forehead with one hand.
“Okay, I think I’m done. This is getting too weird.”
“Tinkerbell, please,” Jessie said, motioning Eliza out of the way.
“Call me that again, see how it goes for you!”
Jessie raised the practice sword and cocked her head at the fuming redhead.
Anger shot through the girl like a bolt of lightning, even surprising her. She saw what they needed to do so clearly in that moment and their petty bickering was going to throw it all down the drain.
“Both of you stop it!” Haley snapped.
All eyes shot to Haley. This kind of attention was an awful weight.
Stay focused, you only have one shot at this.
“Melissa’s fine. I saw her mind or soul or something. When I touched her. I can’t explain but you have to trust me. We all have to trust each other or we’re going to end up exactly like those other girls!”
Jessie looked like she was about to say something and then bit her lip and stayed quiet.
For a while, no one spoke. In the distance, a bird cried out, it’s discordant sounds echoing across campus.
Finally, Haley spoke again.
“We need to get somewhere safe,” she said. “Safe and dry. Then we need to talk and come up with a plan.”
“Is there a safe place?” Bethany asked.
Jessie turned back towards Carter hall and shook her head.
“Probably not. Carter is definitely out.”
“We just need a dorm room for now. Something we can lock and secure against intruders. Let’s use mine,” Haley said.
“You mean our room?” Eliza asked pointedly.
“Are you really going to fight me on this?”
For once, Haley felt entirely in control. A newfound confidence boiled through her veins, making her feel sharp and powerful. She stared Eliza down and felt a small ripple of excitement when the fierce redhead melted.
“Fair enough,” Eliza said.
Haley turned back to the group.
“We’re in West Hall, room 207. Remember, we stay as a group. Always make sure you have someone with you. Even going to the bathroom. We don’t know how many of them are there.”
They all agreed and set off for West Hall. Now that the action was finished, Haley felt dead tired. Her head pounded and she felt dizzy. Still, she finished the job and that was all that mattered.
As she stepped into her dormitory, however, she couldn’t shake the feeling she had missed something.
[Scene 3 - Trouble in Paradise]
The room was filled with the sounds of feminine moans and smelled of sex. Erin watched as on one side of the room, the blonde girl named Lindsay shoved her tongue into the slit of the brunette she had turned just minutes earlier. The brunette was on her hands and knees on the bed, her eyes rolling back in her skull and her tongue sticking out wildly.
Watching the scene, Erin felt heat rising in her nether regions. Disgusted with herself, Erin turned away from the sad pair and instead focused her attention on the other side of the room.
Erin had recognized the petite, purple-haired girl when she walked in on the scene. It was Shelby Sullivan, the girls’ third floor RA. Running her hands over the girl’s body was Emily Bloom, Megan Jensen’s roommate. Strange green light bled from Emily’s hands, suffusing into Shelby Sullivan’s flesh. Meanwhile, Megan sat on Shelby’s face, moaning in pleasure as she leaked green slime into the girl’s open mouth.
“Come on Little sister, join the party!” Megan cried.
Erin frowned and turned away, but the thought of gliding her hands over Shelby’s soft curves lingered. The heat between Erin’s legs only seemed to intensify the longer she was in the room. She could feel her new nature taking over and this thought terrified her more than anything.
“I’m going to get some fresh air,” Erin said.
“Ugh, come on!” Megan snapped. “You’re one of us, act like it.”
Erin ignored her and turned towards the door. As her hand touched the cool surface of the door handle, she heard the sound of rushing footsteps across tile.
Before Erin could open the door, Megan was behind her, wrapping her arms around Erin’s body.
“Why are you fighting this?”
Erin tried to wrench herself away, but Megan’s arms tightened like iron bars. It was amazing how strong the girl could be when she needed to be.
“Get off of me.”
Megan tittered and slipped a hand up to Erin’s right breast. The girl felt the sudden shift in weight and tingly warmth as Megan hefted the massive swell of flesh. Erin still felt bewildered at her dramatically increased size. How could she have grown so much in so little time?
“You can lie to yourself about your condition, but I watched you turn that girl upstairs. Don’t kid yourself, Erin.”
“That was a mistake!”
Erin felt Megan slip two fingers down her skirt. Her face burned with shame and alarm, but she didn’t resist. The heat down there was getting unbearable.
“That was no mistake, don’t kid yourself.”
As Megan said this, she pinched Erin’s clit, sending the girl to her knees.
Erin felt her crotch gush sticky fluid that oozed down her supple thighs. Her head spun as an orgasm wracked her mind and body alike.
Then, as Erin’s body calmed down, fresh shame overtook her. How was she so weak?
Megan knelt down and rubbed Erin’s back. She leaned in close enough for Erin to smell the queer, sweet scent on the girl’s breath. It was the scent every infected girl carried.
“You can keep fighting this and be miserable or give in and have a little fun. Either way, you’re still going to end up in the same place. You turned that girl because you wanted to. It’s in your nature.”
“Shut up,” Erin muttered.
Erin’s eyes burned and she knew tears weren’t far away. How could so much of her life be twisted beyond recognition in a single evening.
“Go ahead. Run, little sister,” Megan sneered. “It doesn’t make a difference.”
Without another word, Erin stood up. Her legs felt like jello, but she could walk. She refused to look back. She could hear the wailing of the brunette as the girl continued her transformation. It was another bitter reminder of what she had become.
Erin seized the door handle and stepped into the hallway. She heard the door slam behind her.
The air in the deserted hallway was cool. Erin closed her eyes and steeped herself in the delicious loneliness. She could hear the girls moaning in the room behind her, but the sound was muffled. Distant.
The quiet brought other problems, however. Erin’s enhanced body still begged for more touch and the heat that Megan unleashed between her legs reasserted itself.
Erin stepped quickly down the hallway towards the bathroom in desperate search for relief.
It’s in your nature.
[Scene 4 - Roundtable]
The six of them squeezed into Haley and Eliza’s dorm room, two to each bed and one at each desk. Now that she was sitting on her soft mattress, Haley felt exhausted. Every scrap of adrenaline from earlier melted into the soft covers. Another few minutes and Haley knew she would be asleep.
Jessie lazed next to Haley, her eyes closed and her breathing deep and slow. Cradled in her arms was the wooden practice sword, its blade dented and smeared with green mucus.
Eliza spoke first.
“Alright, one of you explain this whole thing.”
Haley felt Jessie push her lightly on the shoulder.
“You go, I can’t,” she said.
Haley stared at Jessie, dismayed.
“Me?”
“You did a good job of getting us all together back there and I’m zonked. Besides, these are your people.”
“But,” Haley began.
“Please,” Jessie said quietly, her voice so empty of energy and life.
How many hours had the girl gone without sleep, desperately avoiding the threat they all now faced?
Haley took a deep breath and looked to the rest of the group. Even with a spark of courage, she had no idea where to start.
“Um, okay. This whole thing is kinda hard to believe, so keep an open mind.”
Haley explained to them about the worms, how they infected girls and changed them. She told them the story of the attack she suffered and how Jessie rescued her.
“That’s ridiculous,” Eliza said, scrunching up her button nose.
“It’s the truth,” Jessie responded. “If you don’t want to believe it after everything that’s happened, that’s your problem.”
“I said it’s ridiculous, not that I don’t believe it.”
“So what do we do?” Bethany asked. She was huddled next to Melissa on the bed opposite to Jessie and Haley.
“Well that’s what I was hoping to figure out by having this meeting,” Haley said. “But I really don’t know.”
All of a sudden, Eliza’s friend stepped out into the center of the room. Her eyes twinkled with life.
“So these worm girls are basically zombies. Wait, no. They’re more like vampires. They turn other girls and, and—“
“Don’t mind Penny,” Eliza said, “she gets this way.”
Haley brushed this aside and looked to the girl in the center of the room. The girl’s enthusiasm was uplifting in the darkness.
“Go on,” Haley said. “I think you’re onto something.”
The girl beamed like a ray of sunshine and dove back into her ramblings.
“Well, if they’re like vampires, the would have to feed on something. I mean, do they just turn other girls and that’s it? It doesn’t make sense.”
“All the boys dying or being hospitalized,” Bethany said. “Do you think it’s them?”
Melissa nodded.
“It’s them,” she said. “The blonde one told me. I don’t know how, but they drain guys they sleep with.”
“Like a succubus,” Penny muttered.
“What’s a succubus?” Jessie asked.
“Female sex demons. They prey on the lusts of men and then devour their souls.”
“So wait, mutant worms are turning women into these succubus creatures.”
Penny shrugged and looked around the room nervously, suddenly looking afraid to be at the center of attention.
“Something like that. Maybe. I could be wrong.”
“So what exactly would they feed on?” Bethany asked.
Jessie giggled loudly with her eyes closed.
“Cum!” She cried.
“Is she okay?” Eliza asked.
Haley patted her new friend on the back.
“You really need sleep, girly.”
“Holy shit I do.”
Without warning, Jessie nuzzled her head into Haley’s lap and curled into a ball on the bed.
“Wow, you’re warm,” she said softly. “Maybe I’ll take a nap.”
Haley froze for a moment as the sudden intimate contact startled her. Jessie suddenly looked very young and very beautiful.
“Wow, she got loopy fast,” Eliza said.
“Hush,” Bethany said. “Just let her sleep.”
Eliza shot her friend a venomous look, but said nothing.
Haley started to idly stroke Jessie’s hair and turned back to the other girls.
“So they feed on something from the boys,” she said.
“Cum,” Jessie giggled quietly.
“But draining um, cum, isn’t going to kill a guy, right? I’m not really experienced with um, that kind of stuff,” Penny said.
“If it could, they would all be dead,” Eliza responded, miming jerking off with her hand.
The entire room burst into laughter. Even Melissa, cold, shivering, and nestled under a blanket, broke into a smile. Haley was glad to see a little of her friend’s trademark cheer cut through the darkness.
Finally, they all calmed down and fell into silence, staring at each other with nervous eyes.
“So where do we go from here?” Penny asked.
Haley looked down at Jessie and twirled one of the girl’s pretty blonde locks with her index finger.
“We need to get organized,” she said. “We need to know what we know and what we don’t know. Here, I’ll grab a notebook.”
“I think this is the most outgoing I’ve ever seen you,” Eliza said.
Haley rolled her eyes and hopped off the bed, making her way over to her desk. She plucked up a blue spiral notebook and a pink gel pen.
“Yeah, well, desperate times call for desperate measures and all that.”
“So what should we figure out first?” Penny asked.
“We should have a list of who is turned,” Bethany said.
All the girls nodded in agreement and Haley started to sketch out a chart on her notepad. She prepared to write down names and realized she didn’t have a single one. After everything that happened that night, Haley still didn’t know a single turned girl personally.
“You’re going to have to help me with this, guys,” Haley said.
Eliza looked directly at Haley, her bright green eyes glittering in the pale light.
“Lindsay Maycomb. Put her at the top of your list.”
Haley watched Melissa’s eyes widen in terror as Eliza said the name.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” Melissa said abruptly. “I’ll be back later.”
Melissa jumped down from the bed and rushed to the door.
“Wait a minute, you can’t just leave!” Eliza said. “If this parasite shit is actually true, someone might be waiting to turn you in the bathroom.”
“Whatever,” Melissa muttered. “I just need to go.”
“Eliza’s right, Mel. You shouldn’t go alone,” Haley said.
“Let me go!” Melissa said.
Bethany got up and stepped over to her roommate, her eyes showing equal parts concern and sadness.
“I’ll go with her,” she said.
“But what if you both get turned?” Eliza asked.
“It’s right down the hall. I’ll text if there’s a problem,” Bethany said, holding up her phone.
“Fine,” Haley said. “Just hurry back.”
She watched the pair go, unable to shake the unsettling feeling that something was wrong with her friend.
The sound of the toilet flushing echoed in Erin’s ears as she stared at the back of the stall door. It was a putrid turquoise color that hurt her eyes if she looked at it too long, but still she stared. She stared until her eyes watered.
It was better to stand there and hurt than to face the world.
Erin’s body still burned with need, but the urges finally subsided after half an hour of fevered self-pleasure.
Erin’s breasts especially ached. Erin kept touching them, the unreality of their new size never quite registering. Besides, they were now very sensitive and she had to begrudgingly admit that it felt great to feel them.
After a solid minute, Erin yanked the lock of the bathroom stall and let the door slide outward. The bathroom was mercifully empty.
Staring back at Erin through the large mirror above the sinks was her own reflection. No matter how much Erin saw it, she could not reconcile her new self. It was a different person looking back.
The woman in the mirror was an absurdly sexual being with breasts that strained her simple black t-shirt to its limits and curves that could put your average supermodel to shame.
There was a wildness to Erin’s body now as well. No longer a skinny waif, now she had thick, powerful thighs and a hint of abs around her belly. Her hair seemed longer and fuller than before. Looking at her own movements in the mirror, Erin practically saw the potent energy she could feel running through her veins.
Being like this felt good, but strange. Everything about Erin’s body felt alien. It wasn’t just her enhanced proportions, but her insides and mind as well.
Erin could feel the worm, or at least what was left of it, inside of her body. Its flesh mingled with her own.
There were new urges as well. A desire to hunt and feed. To spread her new nature to others.
Erin’s mind flashed back to the terrified girl upstairs. The girl’s sweet green eyes bulged in horror as Erin forced her demented offspring into the girl’s body.
“No!” Erin cried, pounding the bathroom counter.
At that moment, the bathroom door opened. Startled, Erin snapped her head towards the entrance and saw a very attractive brunette girl saunter in. A moment later, Erin recognized the girl as her hall mate, Leah.
The new desires poured back into Erin as her mind began to undress the pretty girl.
Why was it so hard to fight this?
It’s in your nature, Megan’s voice answered.
The girl stepped closer to Erin. As she did, Erin noticed that there was something odd about the girl. Erin could smell the girl’s scent: a cloying sweetness that almost perfectly matched Erin’s own.
She was one of them.
“You’re fighting it,” Leah said, coming up close to Erin. “I can tell just by looking at you.”
Erin went rigid as she felt the girl rub her back gently.
“Please don’t,” Erin whispered.
She was done with mind games from these freaks. Was she going to become just as much of a psycho as Megan or Emily?
To Erin’s surprise, Leah took her hand away immediately and shot her a concerned look.
“You’re hurting. That’s not supposed to happen.”
Erin turned on the girl and jammed a finger in her face.
“What do you think happens when someone jams some freakish slug in your crotch and turns you into a monster.”
Leah looked like she had been slapped across the face as she heard this.
“Is that what you think you are now?”
“What else would you call me?” Erin asked. “Or should I say us?”
Leah stepped back and swallowed hard, her eyes glued to the bathroom floor.
“I’m sorry. You didn’t ask for this and neither did I, but we have to deal with what we are now.”
“Yeah, that’s what your bitchy friend told me too,” Erin snapped. Her eyes were wet with tears. “But she chose to do this to me. I bet you’ve done it too. God, even I did it. I didn’t want to, but I needed to.”
Leah looked into Erin’s eyes, this time keeping a sharp and level gaze.
“Who turned you?”
“Megan,” Erin spat back. “I hate her.”
“Ah.”
At this point, Erin was verging on hysterics. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. All of these feelings were erupting now that she had someone to aim them at. Someone who would callously toy with her mind. Someone that might understand.
“I feel like a freak,” Erin muttered.
“Be that as it may, you are what you are. You might as well make the best of it.”
Leah stepped closer, her eyes burrowing into Erin’s. There was an almost hypnotic manner to the way the girl talked and walked. Despite herself, Erin felt her pussy growing wet all over again as she subconsciously drank in Leah’s curves.
“I don’t want to make the best of this. That means turning more girls into whatever we are. It means hurting more guys.”
Leah nodded as she approached. She cupped Erin’s face gently and smiled. Gently, the girl turned Erin’s face back towards the mirror.
“That’s because you think this is a bad thing, but look at you. Look how beautiful you’ve become.”
Erin couldn’t deny that. The woman that looked back at Erin in the mirror’s reflection was an ebony goddess.
Leah slipped behind Erin and breathed lightly on her neck. The girl’s hands gently caressed Erin’s breasts. It wasn’t the rough, mocking touch Megan used. It was a soft, intimate touch. The touch of a lover.
“I remember meeting you the first week. You were so—what’s the word? Repressed? Maybe. You were such a small girl too. Look at what you’ve become in the span of a single evening.”
“A monster,” Erin sighed.
“A goddess. Just because you’re different than most women now doesn’t mean you’re less than them.”
“But I hurt people! My classmate! And, oh god, his girlfriend. I made her—“ Erin trailed off, her tears rushing back.
Leah shook her head and gently rubbed Erin’s exposed midriff with one hand. The touch was deeply soothing.
“You made her a goddess too. And you hurt the guy a little. I doubt you killed him.”
Erin sighed, the pleasurable heat in her breasts mingling with the calming touch of Leah’s hand on her belly.
“But I can’t keep doing this. We can’t. What if we turn everyone? What if someone comes after us. And isn’t it wrong?”
Leah giggled softly.
“You have a lot of questions. You really are smart. Is it wrong to eat meat or kill animals? People are destroying the planet. Should people stop having kids?”
“That’s different,” Erin cried.
“Why?”
“These are human beings we’re messing with!”
“But you’re not a human anymore. You’re something new.”
The words stung to hear. Was she really not human anymore?
Erin thought back to when she forced herself on the innocent girl. That thing that crawled out of her wasn’t the same as the one that had transformed her. Her body created it.
Then, of course, there was the exhilarating feeling she had gotten while having sex with her classmate Jeffrey. The feeling of taking something powerful from him. Normal humans couldn’t do that.
“Even so,” Erin said. “We shouldn’t hurt people. Can’t we choose not to make other girls like us? Certainly we don’t have to fuck guys, right?”
Leah snaked her hand down between Erin’s legs and started to play with her pussy.
“Oh no,” Erin gasped.
“You’re body craves energy from fucking, as you put it. It needs it. It’s like eating for us. Trust me, I tried to fight it too. I failed just like you did.”
Erin’s knees buckled as Leah’s ministrations brought her close to another potent climax. She leaned back, allowing herself to be held by the strange, powerful girl. She hated to admit it, but it felt wonderful to be in Leah’s arms.
Erin sputtered, trying desperately to talk, but her brain felt like it was on fire. She couldn’t focus at all.
“See,” Leah said as she inserted two fingers into Erin’s weeping pussy. “It’s not so bad.”
“Oh God,” Erin whimpered. “But what if someone sees?”
Leah giggled and patted her belly with her free hand.
“I’ll help her out.”
“No. You can’t. We shouldn’t turn other girls!”
“Why not? Doesn’t a species need to reproduce itself?”
“But it’s wrong!” Erin cried, seemingly more desperate to convince herself than Leah.
“Is this wrong?”
Leah inserted a third finger into Erin’s slit and bit softly against her neck. All of a sudden, a wave of pleasurable heat rose from Erin’s pussy, filling her entire body. At that moment, she lost control, crying out in ecstasy as the orgasm took her.
Erin bucked her hips against Leah’s fingers, desperate to extend the absolute euphoria of the moment. Where were these feelings her whole life?
Finally, Erin’s climax subsided and she was left gasping in Leah’s sweet, welcoming embrace.
Erin turned to face Leah, seeing that the girl was breathing heavily as well. Her cheeks had a delightful red blush to them too. Erin’s gaze focused in on Leah’s soft, full lips and before she knew it, she was pulling the girl in for a kiss.
Leah accepted the kiss and held Erin tightly as the two explored each other. In that sliver of time, all fear and self-loathing died away inside Erin and she truly loved this new state of being.
Finally, Leah pulled away and looked into Erin’s eyes.
“Was that so bad?” She asked.
Erin’s mind spiraled through emotions. She felt incredible, her body still throbbing with the aftershocks of her climax. Her pussy throbbed for more touch and her lips sang from the kisses. Still, the last shreds of her old life held on.
This new state of existence was too intense to even process. Her body felt everything at a higher state, especially pleasure. Plus, she was gorgeous. Prettier and sexier than she ever imagined being. If this new body was a curse, it was a pretty thrilling one.
“It feels so good,” Erin said. “But we can’t just force girls to become like this. Isn’t that wrong?”
Leah sighed.
“Maybe in an ideal world, but how many women would willingly take a mutant slug to the crotch? Besides, the urge to reproduce gets stronger and stronger. Sooner or later, we all have to turn others.”
“But, can’t we refuse to turn anyone. Fight the urges and try to be normal?”
“You turned another girl already, didn’t you?”
Erin felt her mood darken as she was reminded of her sin.
“Could you fight the urges then?” Leah asked.
“That was a freak thing. I’m sure I’ll control it better later.”
“That’s not how it works. The more you fight it, the harder it gets. Sooner or later you’ll lose control.”
Erin stepped away from Leah and put her guard up.
“That’s what Megan said.”
“Unfortunately, she’s right.”
Erin shook her head. She could not accept that answer. Even so, she could feel the slight twinge in her pussy at the thought of spreading her nature to someone else. The idea secretly thrilled her even as she tried to fight it back.
“I don’t want to turn other girls. I don’t want to kill a guy just to stay alive.”
“But you will turn other girls. You’ve already lost control once,” Leah said. “Besides, you don’t have to kill a boy to feed.”
“How do you know? There are already at least two dead guys on campus!”
Leah flashed a rueful grin and nodded.
“That was a freak thing.”
“Did I kill my classmate upstairs? How many guys have we killed?”
“Just the two that I know of,” Leah said. “Both were Megan’s doing. She’s different somehow.”
“Of course it would be her.”
Leah closed the distance between the two and gazed into Erin’s eyes. She looked simultaneously sad and hopeful.
“I know you’re hurting right now, but I can help you. I can make this easier. It doesn’t have to be cruel or unpleasant. But it does have to happen. It’s what we are now.”
Leah cupped Erin’s large breast in her hand, delicately kneading the soft, perky flesh with her fingers through the fabric of the straining t-shirt. Erin sighed as comforting heat bled from her chest into the rest of her body.
“Now come on,” Leah said. “I know this feels good.”
Leaning her head back and breathing heavily, Erin fell back into the pleasure of Leah’s touch. Arousal blossomed in her pussy, unfolding its petals and filling her with ecstatic jolts of energy. Below it all came a whispering voice. It told her to accept her new nature. To join this beautiful goddess and embrace her unnatural urges.
A small part of Erin, the part uncorrupted by the worm, cried out for her to break away while she still could. Erin’s humanity was a dim ember in a windstorm, but it was going to hold its heat until the bitter end.
In a crashing sliver of mental vision, Erin saw past, present, and future stretch out in front of her like unspooled tape. She saw herself crawling on top of a frightened, innocent girl and forcing something unnatural and monstrous in her most private place. She Leah’s eyes, blazing green in the pale bathroom light. Finally, she saw an unending cycle of debauchery and cruelty stretch out into the distant horizon of the future.
She needed to break away.
Erin grabbed Leah’s wrist and pulled it away from her breast. Her body cried out in protest, but her will remained strong. Slowly but surely, the feverish heat in her breasts simmered down to a manageable tingle.
“I won’t do it. I’ll find a way to be this,” Erin gestured at her body with her hands. “Without becoming a monster.”
Leah’s mouth tightened. It wasn’t so much a look of anger as it was a look of unhappy resignation.
“You can try,” Leah said. “I wish you the best.”
She darted in quickly and kissed Erin on the lips. It wasn’t a passionate embrace. Just a light, intimate peck.
“It’s a bummer. I really like you.”
“Ditto,” Erin said.
In that moment, she wished she could give in and join Leah. Not in her wildest fantasies had Erin imagined being touched like that.
Still, her humanity persisted.
“So what are you going to do?” Leah asked.
“I’m going to find the girl I turned. I need to stop her from hurting him and I need to help her.”
Erin looked down at her dramatically enhanced body.
“I know I’m not human anymore,” she continued. “I know eventually I’ll have to feed and spread this gift, but I’m not going to be like them. I’m not going to be evil.”
Leah raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.
Erin took the opportunity to leave. She gave Leah one more nod, her eyes lingering on the girl’s pale, gorgeous face. A heat flashed through Erin’s pussy that reminded her of just how hard it would be to fight her new urges.
Then she stepped out of the bathroom and started to jog towards the third floor. She had to make it in time.
