Other Minds: Dark Seed

Disclaimer: This fictional story is meant for adults only: 18+. It contains highly taboo, sexual, and graphic themes, many of which may not even be possible. For adults, enjoy!

Author’s Note: The following story has been updated, particularly the latter half of the story, since initial posting. This may be considered the Anonymous Cut.

Writer: Mr. Potestas

Concept and Outline: Anonymous

Dark Seed

One Drop:

Alexandria was happily walking down to her apartment after a few drinks with friends. Her best friend and roommate Claire left for their apartment not long before. Claire was the most sedate of the group. Alexandria, being bi, once had a serious crush on the super cute, little blonde Claire. Their apartment was only two blocks from the bar. Walking past an alley she past a thousand times, an odd shimmer caught her eye. She turned and walked to where she thought she saw it.

There was an odd stillness around her, like the world was no longer relevant. Before she could put serious thought into the distant world, she saw it through her thick glasses. Though, it didn’t look real: a female figure covered in some shiny black substance writhed and moaned in apparent shock and pleasure. Out of both genuine empathy and curiosity, she rushed toward the woman.

“Uh, I’m gonna call for help!” Alexandria said the to transforming figure.

Reaching for her phone with a shaking hand, Alexandria witnessed the woman become more muscular and voluptuous, like some kind of exaggerated comic-book character. At the same time, not all the flowing, latex-like liquid stayed amalgamated. Some of it splattered off in the woman’s sometimes wild motions, before dissolving off of the inorganic surfaces.

Cellphone now in hand, a tiny, viscous drop smashed onto Alexandria’s bare forearm. A burning flash of pleasure and power exploded into her, as the drop forced its way through her peach-white skin. Blackness suddenly surrounded her.

“Alex?” a distant voice suddenly called in the shiny black darkness. “Hey, what are you doing down there?”

Like forcing herself to awaken from a dream, the world slowly came back into focus. The “woman” was gone, as was any evidence of the dark liquid. She glanced at her arm in vain, remembering the seed seep into her. ‘Seed?’ she thought to herself, not knowing why that word came to her.

“Hey!” Claire, who was short even next to Alexandria’s five feet and five inches stature, called placing his hand lightly on her arm.

“Uh, hi, Claire,” she said awkward to her. “I think I drank too much …”

“Humph! I’m supposed to be the lightweight, Alex,” she smiled. “I’ll be neo-chivalrous, and walk with you back to your apartment.”

“OK, Neo!” she quipped.

Standing outside the apartment door, Alexandria snuck a quick smooch, and Claire slightly recoiled. Alexandria was drunk, but it was more than that. Maybe, Alexandria still had feelings for her.

Woah!” Claire breathed, lightly pushing back her friend.

“Sorry …” Alexandria said sheepishly, before excitedly unlocking her door.

Claire shrugged, knowing about her friend’s sexuality. There was also the fact that Claire was truly asexual. The woman never had sex with anyone, and never wanted sex. At the same time, Claire was not a prude. She was very accepting of others, especially her bisexual friend …

Alexandria fell into her bed naked. She just stripped her clothes away, overpowered by feelings of drunkenness and arousal. She was a somewhat plain, small-breasted, twenty-five year old brunette with dark blue eyes. The somewhat lanky physique often made her look taller than she was. She had a distinct air of “girl-next-door.”

The horny woman buried her hands between her small breasts and humid mound of twitching lust. She was hornier than she ever remembered, and could only follow the need. The first image in her mind was of Claire: the one that got away yet never left. Though very short, the body she often hid was of a full bodied porn star. She had hazel eyes, D-cup breasts, flat stomach, long legs, and size five feet.

Strangely, the image of Claire in Alexandra’s head was different right then. Her skin did not look like skin. Instead, it was a shimmering, flesh colored rubber. At the same time, her hair was a natural, deep purple, confirmed by the closely cropped hair over her pussy lips.

The revised image of Alexandra’s friend and crush made the horny woman go wild. She moaned and writhed, wanting the image to be real.

“I can be yours forever,” the image suddenly purred on its own accord. “You’ll soon know how, Alexandria.” She then moved toward the writhing, cooing woman, and placed her pussy lips on Alexandria’s. She then came and squirt harder and longer than she ever knew was possible

“FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM, ALEX!” the image of Claire screamed in great want and pleasure, before Alexandria passed out …

Sprouting Seed:

Alexandria slowly awoke from a hot, wet dream she could not retain in memory, save for the vague impressions of it. Well, a dream that may or may not have continued her wild fantasy session before passing out! What quickly came to concern her was how her entire body felt off, no, extremely achey. She felt like she was exercising for several days straight. Indeed, her muscles felt incredibly tender. It made no sense!

Forcing her protesting muscles to move, she pealed herself away from the warm bed. She felt utterly exhausted, walking to the shower naked. She almost tripped over herself multiple times, but somehow sensed that was more than just improbable tiredness.

Under the hot stream of the shower, she began to realized impossible things. So impossible that she thought she was still dreaming! As her muscles felt worked to the extreme, they looked more prevalent then they ever were. Her once average physique now looked sexily athletic.

She then noticed how the shower spout was, well, closer, to her. It was as if she was a couple inches taller. But, how was that even possible? Perhaps that explains why she felt so clumsy, but a twenty-five year old just doesn’t have sudden growth spurts.

Her heart then skipped a beat! A black splotch was visible on the inside of her forearm exactly where she saw and felt latex-like drop melt into her. More shocking was how it looked like it was sprouting. Apparent, curvy tendrils extended out from it almost and inch all the way around. It looked like some irrational tattoo flat on her arm, but she could almost feel it growing inside her now that she was more used to the muscle pain. It fed on her for nutrients, while slowly excreting a transformative substance into her. She touched it. Goosebumps flew down her spine. The black splotch felt rubbery. Indeed, she quickly came to realize the rest of her skin felt like smooth rubber, albeit to a much lesser extent …

Claire was pouring himself some coffee she made for them both, when she heard her friend’s flip-flops echoing. She turned with a big smile, and said, “Made some coffee … Want me to make you something … Err.” Her slightly hungover, bleary eyes focused on what was supposed to be the plain Alexandria Haywell she knew for years, but was instead seeing a much more striking version of her in a kimono she had in college that was now too small. Claire may have been asexual, but knew her friend was somehow much sexier. Alexandria’s glasses did nothing to hide the enhanced beauty. Was she dreaming?

“Do I … look different to you, Claire?” she asked oddly.

“Uh … I dunno …” Claire breathed, honestly not sure how to answer that.

“Like taller …?”

“Umm,” she croaked. “Alex … Tell me I’m dreaming …” Claire reckoned Alexandria was at least two inches taller.

“I don’t think we are, Claire.” She took off her tight kimono, and presented herself, including the sprouting splotch.

“Shit …” Claire breathed. What was truly strange was how he wasn’t really shocked. How she felt for her overrode that, and how she felt for her as a lifelong friend was somewhat different now. It was friendship now tinged with devotion.

Claire’s reaction was a confirmation she did not want. Alexandria deeply sighed, and sat on the chair before her friend. “Last night,” she began quietly, “I was in that alley, because I saw something …”

“What?” she breathed, quickly sitting next to her.

“A woman, I think. She was completely smothered in what looked like liquid latex. It was … changing her. Some of the liquid splattered off, and a drop hit my arm right were you see that rubbery blemish … I still feel myself changing. I can feel new thoughts and desires just beyond reach, but sprinting toward me …”

“I feel different toward you, too,” Claire forced, not sure if she wanted to know, and placed his hand on hers. “I’m yours, Alexandria. I can’t explain it any other way.”

One of those new thoughts caught up to her, more than confirming Claire’s admission. She passively made Claire hers through how much secret love she had for her, and that she could actively do the same to others somehow. “You’re mine?” she asked scared, already knowing the answer.

Forever!” she exclaimed. In that moment she realized everything she was is now Alexandria’s.

A new concept then became clear to Alexandria: the need to embrace the changes. She thought deeply and logically about that revelation. There was no guarantee that what was happening to her was a good thing, even if she may come to think it was. The only way, she knew, to keep some objectivity was to have some kind of baseline. Claire was the only choice for that, even though she was already lost in her devotion.

“OK,” she sighed. “Claire, I need you to listen very carefully and follow everything I say right now.”

“Of course, Alex,” she said with total devotion.

“This first thing cannot change, no matter what I say later: be logical and rational toward these changes, and do not be afraid tell me exactly how I am now verses afterward. Question me, say no to me. You may and you need to keep your mind as your own. Do you understand, Claire?”

An almost refreshing clarity flowed through her. Alexandria allowed her mind to function, while she did not even realize it was hers to give back. “Yes … Yes, Alex. Thank you. We do need to figure this out. This is completely insane … I think I could have killed for you! Still might …”

“Yeah …” Claire breathed. “This is gonna get weird …”

“It’s not already?” Alexandria asked with an amazed laugh.

“We need to learn what’s happening, I guess, Claire. New concepts are becoming clear to me. I want to explore them, and I’m not sure if that’s me or whatever I’m becoming.”

“Well, what is it you want to explore, Alex?”

“… I want to make you do things …”

“Well …” Claire thought about it for a moment. “OK. I guess any control of something comes from understanding. We’ll just leave it at just the once for now to at least get a sense of this urge.”

An odd shrill of excitement flew down her spine. “Stand before me, Claire”

She did so.

“Strip for me, Claire,” she ordered.

At first, it seemed like an odd thing to ask her asexual friend, but while she was thinking about it, Claire found herself stripping, untying her gushy white robe’s belt.

“Slowly, seductively.”

Claire didn’t even know how to be seductive, yet her motions were. She slowly, teasingly finished undid the knot.

Alexandria found herself passionately rubbing her juicy pussy.

Claire twisted around, and opened her robe. She then flipped the top down, revealing her upper back.

Good …” Alexandria drooled, as her pussy dripped.

Claire closed her robe with the top still folded down, and twisted herself back around. Her ample cleavage showed teasingly above where the robe covered. She then slowly, one arm at a time, peeled away the robe, like an orange peel. The robed peeled downward so slowly it was as if it floated.

Seeing Claire’s body slowly be revealed to her, Alexandria felt both disappointment and ambition. The latter she did not yet fully understand, but the former was because she wanted Claire to have that shimmering, rubbery skin.

Claire slowly stepped away from the robe at her feet toward Alexandria.

“Finish me, Claire,” she ordered. “Eat out my pussy!”

Claire finally, almost refused. She never did anything so sexual with another, and still did not want to so. On her own will, she followed the command, so that they may both have a better understanding of what was happening.

She looked down to Alexandria’s wet lower lips, with were ready for the most sexual kiss of all. Claire went to her knees between Alexandria’s now ample thighs, wet her lips, and began to make out with the wanting pussy. She pulled back a moment later. “You taste kinda rubbery, Alex.”

“Just fuckin’ finish me off, Claire …” she ordered with mixed feelings. She wanted to finish this session, but at the same time all her experience to her that this was was the wrong way to have a crush give her pleasure.

Like a hungry slut, Claire went back down on the subtly rubber tasting pussy. Tongue swirling, lips rubbing, Claire had no idea where such motions came. Almost at the same time, the two realized it was all Alexandria, who was passively making Claire do exactly what she wanted. Alexandria then realized she could do so actively, but refused to do so. Instead, Alexandria just lay back, and let herself enjoy receiving pleasure from a woman she always secretly loved, wrapping her strong legs around the little woman.

“Oh, fuck,” Alexandria breathed. “Oh, God, I’m SO close, Claire. Don’t fuckin’ stop … That is! Yes … Yeah … OH FUCK ME, YEAAAAAAHH!”

Claire felt Alexandria’s legs unwrap themselves, and she climbed onto the chair, feeling an odd exhaustion, which she figured was the lack of total submission on her part.

“Are you OK, Claire?” she asked scared.

“I … yeah … I didn’t know I was capable of anything like that …”

“I’m loosing myself, Claire. I’m loosing my humanity. I shouldn’t have done that. Whatever this is, it’s much stronger inside me now …”

“But, do you understand it better?” she quietly asked.

“Yeah …” she answered honestly.

“Then maybe, it was worth it …”

Taken Root

The rest of the day was strange and uncomfortable for them both. Alexandria’s body was still transforming, and not pleasurably. Indeed, she proportionally grew at least an another half inch by the afternoon, as what was the black seed now smothering almost half of her visibly with the tendrils almost everywhere else. She knew fucking Claire or others would ease her mental and physical discomfort, but she also knew that it would hasten the transformation. She had to stay ahead of it, at least mentally, even though she sensed that was futile.

Claire searched the internet and made some discrete calls, Alexandria obviously not the only one in this improbable situation. At first, they came up with nothing, but Alexandria’s growing understanding of the situation led them to conspiratorial, almost cryptic news reports. Though the bloggers read crazily, Alexandria knew that they were at least onto the truth, whatever it was. Alexandria filtering, they deciphered that there was a central alien presence on the Earth, and probably arrived very recently. It was transforming people into female humanoid latex creatures, and those creatures were transforming others, actively or no. It all did nothing to quell their shared sense of dread …

Alexandria stood in front of the tall mirror in her bedroom naked, examining herself wearily. She did not feel Human anymore, and her appearance did little to counter that. She was now taller with a highly athletic physique. Her whole right side from neck to toes was now shiny black, and felt more of rubber than skin. Everywhere else, save for her head, now had visible tendrils. Her actively non-sexual activities since the morning ensured the transformation was incremental and not exponential.

Still, she could feel the tendrils’ growth and blackness behind when she concentrated on it. Though they were not visible outwardly, the rubbery tendrils were now tightly wrapped around her brainstem, and moments away from moving into her brain, where they would directly spew their transformative juice. She was no longer sure if she did not want that, to transform into some semi-alien creature. It was too late the moment the dark seed burrowed into her. How can anyone fight the inevitable. How …

FUCK!” she growled in pain with a deep, resonating voice she no longer recognized. The tendrils had now finally penetrated her brain. They grew into it far faster than she expected! It felt as if her head was about to split open, and maybe it was …

“Alexandria!” Claire called running into the room after hearing her growl of pain. “Are you OK?”

Through the splitting pain, Alexandria met with her own darkening eyes in the mirror, tendrils now just barely visible on the right side of her face. “It is wrapping around my brain now …” her deep voice resonated. “There’s a power … I see it now. Humanity. What was that life? I’ll tell you, Claire: it was mediocrity, nothingness. I can control any Human, bend them to my will, transform them into something so much more!”

“Listen to yourself Alexandria!” she pleaded.

Alexandria spun around, looking down on the little Human. “It was a mistake to give you your mind back, Claire. I should rip it from you, fuck you for sustenance, and maybe, maybe, make you something close to what I am about to become.”

“Alex, if there’s anything left of your love for me, listen to me,” she forced, grabbing her subversively dense upper arms. “You knew you might start to loose yourself, how you feel toward me. That is why you let me think for myself: to save yourself! Even if you can’t love me anymore, I can love enough for the both of us …” She hugged her tightly.

She looked deep into Claire’s hazel green eyes. “It’s … too late for me,” she said quietly. “There’s no humanity left, Claire … I now want your mind.”

Looking into the black eyes in terror, Claire could feel her mind slipping away through that very devotion connecting them. She soon couldn’t think, she couldn’t move. She looked and all but felt blank.

“Onto the bed,” Alexandria ordered. “Remove your clothes, and lay back. You have few precious moments of virginity left.”

Claire did so, the commands filling her with purpose.

Alexandria opened the little woman’s sexy legs so hard and fast that her hymen split wide open, and held one leg up. She then mounted her shimmering pussy onto her mate’s. Yes, that was the word for what they were becoming: “mates.” Alexandria then mounted Claire’s now opened pussy with her own, and began to thrust wildly. “Feel our pleasure, my love!” she ordered almost orgasmically.

They both began to moan and coo in perfect time. The sharing of pleasure was beyond anything either ever knew. She thrust like a wild woman, wanting to give Claire her gift more than the experience of the coming orgasm. They soon exploded in mind destroying orgasm, Alexandria quite literally. Black, latex-like goo spewed out of her and into Claire, filling the woman’s insides. It was similar to cum, yet so much more. It was forcing her to ovulate, while transforming her reproductive organs.

Clarity finally hit Alexandria through the epic orgasm. She may not have felt Human, but that did not mean she had lost whatever it was that made her Alexandria. What had she just done to Claire? A moment later, Alexandria could feel her transformation begin its final phase.

“Claire, I’m so fucking sorry! Think for yourself again, my love. Move … away from me …!”

Claire quickly moved to the other side of the room, watching in fascination in horror. Yet, there was also comfort. Whatever this was, all mystery of it will likely be gone. At the same time, she felt her currently flat stomach. For all Alexandria had done to her, she felt total love toward her now. Claire now had a sexuality, and it was Alexandria. Feeling her uterus change and ovulate and be fertilized, she was truly happy to be having Alexandria’s children. It was fucked up, but it was true. Her mind was her own.

Alexandria then started to cough up black, latex-like goo, as her pores began to excrete the same substance. It was already within her, but now overflowing to the surface. It quickly began to gel along her entire body, encasing her. She writhed wildly now in what could only be described as pleasure. A drop of escaped black goo landed right on Claire’s bare foot, quickly seeping through the skin. Claire did not even notice, enthralled by her transforming lover.

Alexandria’s exterior was now experiencing the final reshaping. She grew to a full five feet and ten inches, as her body came to look like some some exaggerated yet very sexy superheroine or supervillainess. Her hair began to look like the very black tendrils that took root in her, while could soon be used to transform others at will. A carapace-like formation formed around her waist, as distinct spikes formed along her spine. Black claws formed on her fingers and toes. It all accentuated her now very alien beauty, as she also looked equally as deadly.

On the inside, the dark, latex-like goo dissolved and replaced everything, save for her brain, with which it merely fused. While her default shape was coming to fruition, she will have the power to alter it at will. In the end, her mind became something quite different than the dark seed expected. She passively outwitted those plans through the very power it granted, preventing eternal enslavement to rubbery megalomania. Her humanity was retained, or at least a touch of it. She knew everything, and knew whatever was to come next was to be her own choice …

Claire lay next to her transformed love, who slept soundly. She kissed her sleeping lover on the lips, and said, “A Dark Seed is in me. I’m gonna be just like you, my love …” She lightly brushed her lover’s rubbery hair. “Maybe, it’s better that way. We’re going to have quite the litter! I already sense my transformation will be different, though. It will be much slower, thanks to the mating. There won’t be a final phase like you had; just a slow transition into whatever this is … I love you … I …”

Claire suddenly heard a noise. Someone was at the front door! She had changed just barely enough to know it was the alien Hive coming for them. The unstated question all along was where that woman in the ally went. She must have been taken away before Claire showed up, while Alexandria was feeling the seed take burrow without hinderance.

She shook Alexandria almost violently. “Alex, wake the fuck up! They’re here!”

Alexandria slowly came to consciousness. There was relief in the first moment on how she was, more or less, still Alexandria, and not the dark Queen they wanted her to be. The urgency of the situation hit her in the next moment, also sensing the Hive coming for her. Normally, she sensed, Claire would not be taken until fully transformed, but they successfully mated. They both sensed that was not supposed to happen, at least not yet. Their love changed everything.

“Claire,” Alexandria forced through the drowsiness, her deep resonating voice sounding surprisingly like the former Human version. “Go … I’ll distract them. I don’t think they know about you.”

“The dark seed is in me, too, Alex,” she informed.

“I know … We’re connected. You just can’t feel it yet … Go! You’ll find me, I know you will.”

Claire nodded, and quickly slipped on a dress and flip-flips from the closet, and made her way out the fire escape. With a touch of luck — them not knowing Claire’s impregnation and coming transformation, Claire slipped away undetected.

Two women and a man with shimmering, rubbery skin walked into the room.

“You were right,” the woman with apparently natural yellow blonde hair stated to the dark haired man. “She is powerful.”

Alexandria now knew her somewhat inhuman appearance made her among the special converts. She was reborn as a leader, not that she really wanted that.

“Rise, new Queen,” the man requested.

She slipped out of the bed, not quite sure what was going to happen. They were a “Hive,” but they did not truly share a hive mind.

While less than subtly bowing like the others, the chestnut haired women with natural blonde highlights observed, “It was reported you had a roommate, my Quee n: a Claire Woods …?”

“Yes,” Alexandria answered, “She is not here.”

“Did she receive a Seed while in your Liquid Phase?” the man asked curiously.

“I … did not see,” Alexandria answered cautiously. “She was gone when you woke me up by forcing your way in here. We may not be Human anymore, but some … prudence is not unwise.”

“We apologize, my Queen …” they said defensively in unison.

They could sense how different she was. To Alexandria’s tentative relief, they interpreted that as being more powerful than other Queens, and perhaps that was true. The terror she hid well was them learning why that was. The mating did link her mentally and physically to Claire, who will soon be able to reciprocate that connection thanks to the Seed. Claire still being mostly Human allowed her love and humanity to be shared with Alexandria, who still had just enough of herself deep down when they mated to accept all that was Claire.

Now, Alexandria felt the chance to stop what was happening, especially with Claire free. There was no changing back, but some good must come out of what happened to them.

“Well, lead on!”

Shades of Purple Lust

The next few days were strange for Claire. She kept on the move, while she could sense Alexandria doing all she could to help without revealing the truth. The only big risk was taking out a lot of cash at an ATM. Obviously, that was a very loud bell to ring, but the Hive was not yet everywhere. With Alexandria’s quiet help, Claire stayed ahead even then. Indeed, Alexandria had a good idea where Claire was all along.

Claire did not really want to transform further, she came to realize. At first, she did not feel all that different. She still felt, more or less, like she always did, and wanted to keep it that way. There was already so much change within her from the mating. She felt a distinct tingle, though. She felt it deep inside her thought processes, making her pussy twitch.

Claire was horny.

No matter how much slower and smoother her transformation was, that arousal was not surprising, having seen it in her love. Her body wanted to transform through pleasure, even if her mind did not. Seeing and feeling her body slowly change into a rubbery thing, the arousal quickly became devastating. The once asexual woman had no learned means of controlling it. She had to fuck someone, anyone. It was what she had to do, she barely reasoned, to keep herself sane for her love.

At a rest stop, she found herself coming on to some random guy. Alexandria’s syphoned power made the seduction very easy. She had to feel the guy’s dick inside her, to take away any question of virginity. The very thought of feeling hot cum inside her made her spine tingle, as did the thought that her insides were no longer receptive to Human cum.

The excited man took Claire to his large commercial truck, complete with a bed behind the front seats. Soon, they were naked, and Claire aggressively threw the amazed man onto his bed. Claire mounted, and thrust her hips around the solid member. A flash of epic pleasure exploded through her, the pussy stretching like the rubber it was becoming.

The man certainly noticed the subtly rubber feel of the pussy, but was too mesmerized to care. Claire thrust like a wild Amazon, feeling her body scream in glorious confirmation, as it prepared to hasten the transformation. She was in a continuous state of utter orgasm. The man suddenly exploded into her, enhancing her orgasmic state beyond what she thought was possible.

Claire collapsed on top of the drowsy man, feeling her transformation push forward through inhuman grunts. Her skin became somewhat shinier, more rubbery, while her hair slightly shifted toward the deep shade of purple like Alexandria dreamed. She grew at least an inch, while her body became firmer, more athletic. She was very strong now, stronger than she looked. She even realized she could will the unborn within her to pause their development, and did so. The pleasure normalized her mind.

She looked down on the barely aware man. The sex was too much for him, and was too worn out to freak out over what he witnessed. “Nothing strange happened here,” Claire said somewhat awkwardly to the mesmerized man. “Thanks, I guess … Might as well have been a virgin …”

Claire’s transformation was all but complete over those few days after the sexual encounter. She masturbated herself to completion in a poor attempt control the transformation. Even if she didn’t want to fully transform there was no stopping it. She could at least barely control the rate. Her hair was now long, rubbery, deep purple strands, as her flesh toned skin looked and felt of rubber. All that was left was to find a way to help Alexandria, and their connection was growing strong enough to make that possible …

‘Can you hear me now, Claire?’ she eventually heard in her mind. It was somewhat distant, but finally clear.

‘Yes, Alex … Are you OK? I sense a lot of anxiety.’

‘I sense it you, too! We both lost our minds through lust for a moment … They know I’m different, Claire, and they’re starting to suspect why. It’s only a matter of time before they realize we’re mates. Mating was supposed to be much later, and long after indoctrination into the Hive.”

‘I … I know where you are, Alex … How can I help you. I need to help you.’

‘I really am more powerful than all of them, and together I think we can do something. We have to do something about the other Queens. Together, we may be more powerful than all of them. Then we’ll be free. I know now that this is the invasion force. There’s no interstellar hierarchy. Not really. Once a world is consumed and transformed by the Dark Seeds, that world sends out Dark Seeds to transform other worlds. Evolution can be stranger than Humans yet know … I’m sure ours will be one of many worlds that refused total transformation.’

‘As long as I’m with you, Alex, I ready for whatever is to come …’

The Dark Queens

Now that Claire was fully transformed, it was as safe as it would ever be to join with Alexandria, who forced herself to the top of the hierarchy of the area. If another Queen or even a questioning subordinate found Claire beforehand, they would have been kept apart, bound by the more power hungry Queens.

Alexandria hated it, being a Queen, but effectively used it to her advantage. The real problem was that the loyalty her subordinates had was not truly unquestioning. Sure, they followed her orders, but that did not mean they could not question or seek advice from other Queens. The fact that she was not pushing transformation at all was something that did not go unnoticed. It was only a matter of time before the other Queens learned the truth, and Alexandria planned to reveal that truth herself.

“A disciple by the name of Claire Woods will be arriving soon, ahead of the other Queens,” Alexandria said over the phone to the disciple guard. “Lead her directly to me.”

Claire was almost shaking in her nervousness, and more than half of that was transferred to her from her mate. Whether the rubbery guard with blue-black hair noticed or not, he silently brought her straight to Alexandria.

“Back to your duties, disciple,” Alexandria said, eyes not leaving the loving Claire. He silently walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

They immediately smashed themselves together, feeling each other as if for the first time. They partially melted into each other, experiencing powerful waves of orgasmic pleasure. If they had not successfully mated several days before, they would have completely melted into a singular orgasmic pool of living latex. When they pulled out of each other, Claire’s skin had mostly shifted to the shiny black of her lover. At the same time, isolated flesh toned swirls were apparent on each. This was their first step to becoming a single being, as that was the fate of mates in their race.

Their minds now in perfect sync, physically being together, they both knew what was to come next. It was simple, beyond the devastating level of devotion Alexandria inflicted: Claire and Alexandria were mates. Their rubbery race was all about procreation, and with them the only ones truly mated, there would be no denying them. The difference was that they planned to save humanity rather than transform it.

“The five Queens are here, Queen Alexandria,” a woman said through the intercom. There were a few others, but those five were the vast majority. They were enough for the simple plan.

“Can’t wait to see their faces, Alex!” Claire chimed.

“My Queen?” the intercom chirped.

“Send them up, disciple,” Alexandria ordered.

“Of course, my Queen.”

The five striking, imposing, shiny black women walked into the room. It was fairly easy to tell them apart, but they still looked very similar. Indeed, their look of shock and confusion was identical.

“What is this!” the tallest one resonated.

“Claire and I are mates, Queen Amelia,” she said with a big smile, rubbing Claire’s flat tummy.

“It’s … too soon …” the short haired one observed confused.

“This cannot be!” the one with the spiked tail growled.

“But it is, great Queens. As a Mated Queen, you all know I am undeniable,” Alexandria stated.

“What is it you want, Queen Alexandria?” the shortest asked concerned, starting to feel the powerful devotion the two were inflicting on them.

“Queen Laura, it’s time to just be us. The transformation of humanity stops now.”

Alexandria and Claire joined and melted their hands together. A black liquid wave pleasurably flew through their joined hands to Claire’s free one. In unison, the two walked forward, and touched the resistant yet frozen Queens. A new Seed took root in them; a Seed of Alexandria-Claire’s design. By default, Alexandria-Claire represented the highest authority. While not mandating the dismantling of the already present hierarchy, the command of being their own race was paramount. No Human was to be transformed unless it was by consent. Beyond all of that was the humanity Alexandria and Claire shared.

They became two again, and Alexandria dictated, “You five will lead now. Go out and spread my Seed to the rest of our race, especially to the Queens not present.”

“What will you do now, Great Queen?” Queen Amelia said almost softly.

Claire and Alexandria looked at each other, feeling the love and humanity they shared, before Alexandria answered, “You’ll know where to find us if you really need us … I have a love to explore, as you may find a love to explore. Good luck …”

This month’s big post!

This month, on the 30th, will see the next Other Minds story!

Title: Dark Seed

Concept and Outline: Anonymous

Synopsis: Alexandra comes in contact with a black goo that changes everything she knows. Her best friend, Claire, does everything she can to save her friend from the overpowering alien darkness. Will it be enough?

Tags: Mind control, transformation, lesbian, latex

Blog Unbound: The Hard Path

Disclaimer: This adult short story is a work of fiction. It is meant for those eighteen and older. There is sexual and fantastical content. All characters are eighteen or older. Though there are inspirations from other fictional sources, any similarity to real people, live or no, is merely coincidental.

Author’s Note: This story is set within the Supernatural Unbound Mythos. It is a direct sequel to both Wraith of Lust and The Mercantile Circle. The story follows a mysterious affliction transforming people erotically and fatally in a small town. Wraith and Hunter Jessica calls upon a reluctant scientist in training for aid. …

Unbound Edition: eBook

The Hard Path

They were quietly acknowledging it had been a year since they ended an erotic nightmare with some after dinner wine. Lina wasn’t Human, but chose the hard path of being beneficial to the world and her love. She was working to make herself more symbiotic unlike the wealthy psychopaths she betrayed. Her race evolved to be symbiotic, with only the worst of them choosing to be parasites. Her fiancé Jason was more than willing to be the test subject, the “testing” involving sexual pleasure. It was actually becoming symbiotic: she received the sufficient and necessary sustenance, while he not only received a beneficial endorphin blast, but also was literally cleaned out. Quantifiable net gain for both. This kind of exploration was why she was on track to become an ecologist, while Jason relatedly stumbled into anthropology.

However, the symbiosis easily switched back to parasitism when there was more than just Lina involved in the sexualized feeding. During the erotic nightmare, Jason’s sister Laura was transformed into one of Lina’s race to transform her whole family, who was accepted into the organization Lina destroyed. Lina helped to save Laura from a murderous, psychopathic existence. The two separately feeding on Jason in the same night was a blatant net loss physically for him, while at the same time was always very dangerous if they were not careful. That is not to say it wasn’t beyond orgasmic for all of them.

While sipping at some wine on the couch, Laura finally said, “Have’t stretched out in a while guys. Wanna join me Lina?”

“Sure!” Lina smiled happily. Not that it was planned, Laura became a kind of protege. Who else could Laura find as a teacher? Lina then looked over to Jason. She was always concerned about him at the mere suggestion of joining she and his sister.

“I’ll watch and see how I feel! Weirdest show on Earth,” he exclaimed. The stretching and morphing and mixing was the most alien thing he ever saw. He was now more fascinated by it, though, considering he was not just food for them.

“My little brother, the perverted voyeur!” Laura teased.

“I’ll put a clip of you two online!” he joked back.

“Careful, you don’t know how hungry we are!” Lina teased back.

The two quickly yet sultrily removed their clothes. Seeing them both, Jason was again reminded how much he loved them. The love of his life, Lina, was a fairly tall woman with wavy, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, C-cup breasts, and size seven feet. His sister, Laura, who he truly found sexy, was a natural blonde with blue eyes and well kept body. Her truly yellow hair was a result of her transformation, while she merely lightened her once dirty blonde hair as a Human. Their race has a degree of control over their solid physical form, while what happened when hot and bothered was utterly wild.

The two woman forcibly groped and kissed each other, their body heat rising exponentially. They needed to stretch themselves, Lina once explained. It was both physical exertion and sexual pleasure for them. Otherwise, they could starve themselves, finding themselves unable stretch. The stretching — or intent to — allowed them to excrete the very juices required for feeding. Jason liked to call it “Dali Mode,” while they could go to great extremes of physical deformation.

Their bodies became noticeably moist, as their hot breath became deep and oddly elongated. They loved each other, as they loved Jason. Their wet bodies quickly became malleable, as they began to flex in perplexing ways.

Suddenly, Laura bent backwards completely, and teased, “Love you’re girlfriend, Jason!”

She always teased him, but it only became sexual after she became a whole other species. Turned out she was quite the deviant sexually, the transformation merely bringing that to the surface

Then, Lina stretched and bent herself over Laura. Their moistness now thick and dripping. “Open wide, Laura!”

Laura opened her mouth almost three times wider than was humanly possible, as she flexed herself straight, body now distinctly elongated. Lina hungrily pulled Laura’s gaping mouth open further, and reached her arms deep inside her, pulling herself inside. Laura’s body visibly expanded and contorted  to accommodate the extra mass. Both could inexplicably be heard moaning, while Lina’s breasts and waist disappeared into Jason’s visibly distorted sister. Soon, Laura’s ass, legs, and feet, disappeared into with soaked Laura. The two now shared a single, hot, and wet body.

The distorted body soon morphed to a shape resembling Laura’s, albeit considerably larger and with breasts and feet resembling Lina’s.

“Oooohh, fffuuck …” Laura breathed. She looked to the amazed Jason, and cooed, “She’s in my pussy, Jason …” Laura parted an apparent top layer of her snatch like curtains to reveal what were definitely Lina’s lips. Lina’s tongue then slowly licked her dripping lips.

“Shit, you guys are so nuts!” he said with a slight laugh. He was rather aroused by the wild site, now more than used to what they can and must do to themselves.

“Kiss her, Jason. It’s OK,” she said with love through her ecstasy.

Jason leaned over, and began to make out with Lina’s very hot and wet mouth. Before Lina pushed herself out to cool down her lover, Jason quickly pulled off his pants and shoved his dick into Lina’s pussy-mouth. It felt like a blow job, except he could see his sister’s amazed face.

“Oh, FUCK, Jason! …. So yummy …” Laura cooed. “I’ll never get over how I can feel her pleasure like that … Just one cum … You’re already soaked!”

It was true. The liquid was already all over him. It felt good and warm, but such a high quantity of digestive fluids were already taking more from him than he could physically handle in the long run. Of course, all that mattered in that moment was his lover’s mouth-pussy, and his sexy sister’s mouth. Both of which were so hot and wet they almost made him cum right then and there. They were, indeed, extracting nutrients from him after all! He soon exploded hard into them, making them both moan in hungry pleasure. With the active help of the two, he barely pulled himself away to the other room …

Jason lay on the living room couch exhausted, even though the layer of digestive juices were already dissolving. No matter how amazing it felt to spend even a few gloriously erotic moments with both his love and sister, it was literally life sucking! He could still hear their orgasmic moans in the other room. They must be completely spread out and through each other by now! He closed his eyes, and fell asleep …

A while later, a buzzing phone brought him back to consciousness. He looked over to Lina’s red cased phone with bleary eyes to see the Caller ID of “Ghost.” It must be Jessica calling, and in Lina’s dry wit, that was the name she attached to the number. Jessica was rather ghostlike, being perhaps the only Wraith of Lust out to help humanity rather than fuck it to death. She called for her help before, partly because Jessica did not know any other ecologists. As is likely the case now, it was about some mysterious substance coming from something conscious and malevolent.

Jason awkwardly answered his lover’s phone. “Uh, hi, Jessica.”

“Jason?” she started calmly. “Is Lina available?”

“Well …” His mind flashed to the stretched, dripping, melted, orgasmic scene he could still hear in the other room. How their bodies could mesh was something he never fully understood. “She and my sister are, err, through each other at the moment.”

“Oh, I see!” she said with a curious hint of joy. Jessica was rarely one to deny sexual pleasure as a being that survived on sex. “Within the hour, try to have her call me back, Jason. I’m not yet sure if we have an emergency.”

“Sure. What’s up?”

“Something unusual is moving though a town causing erratic behavior and at least one death. There’s definitely some kind of organic residue. I know Lina can help me with this, maybe even predict whatever may come next.”

“OK, Jess, I’ll tell her. I think they’ll be finishing up soon. She’ll grunt, but secretly be fascinated.”

Barely twenty minutes later, Laura and Lina slowly pulled themselves back together. The naked and still somewhat moist women walked into the living room. Lina sat next to Jason, and asked, “Are you OK? We knew we’d have the discipline to handle that one cum, but still …”

Jason smiled disarmingly. Lina cared too much, but that just made both Jason and Laura love her more. “I’m fine. You know me, Lina, hard to pass up an impossible sex act!”

“You’re are such a fucking perv!” Laura teased, all knowing she was always a greater pervert than Jason ever knew. She flopped herself down onto the couch, looking quite pleased.

“Jessica called,” Jason forwarded.

“Shit …” her look of euphoria melted away. “Just give me my phone …”

* * * *

“Fucking gross!” the dark haired waitress stated to her burned out coworker. Her name tag labeled her as Janice.

“What?” she asked.

“That sick guy at table four. I think he sneezed all over this fucking plate. His snot’s all over me now!”

“More than usual last couple days. I told yah you’d regret moving to Haydenville. These tight-knit small towns share everything: cunnilingus, confidentiality, and colds …”

“What did that guy die of the other day?” she asked sarcastically.

“Not a cold!”

* * * *

Jessica was impatiently waiting for Lina that afternoon at the train station two towns over, red hair gently flowing with the breeze. Since she called just six hours before, Jessica saw the possible number infected triple. If they followed the same progression as the first, they were in for some serious trouble. Jessica felt lost for the first time in almost longer than she could remember. At least she didn’t need to discretely feed for at least a few more days. Like any living thing, she could find herself a bit aggressive and instinctual when hungry, but unlike most Wraiths, she did not always care about instinct.

The train finally came to a halt at the platform. Lina and a couple others stepped out. “Hey, Jess. You know this it the first time I’ve been to Iowa! Where’s Jason?”

Jessica walked up to her with a somewhat grim expression. “He’s off on a possible lead on our main case, Lina. Some old Demon’s out there, but keeping strangely quiet. Haydenvill wasn’t expected to be a case of more than a day or two … Come on. I got everything I got on this case in the car. I’ll catch you up …”

“Some viscous goo did all this?” Lina asked while in the car. The pictures and police report were difficult to comprehend for Lina, as it all was for the police. The first picture, which Jessica took, was of a slim twenty-five year old woman on a slab. Her name was Juliana Hendrix. A semi-opaque viscous substance covered the woman.

“Apparently,” she answered. “Like I’ve told you, strange, sudden deaths always attract Hunters, but half the time it’s something the regular authorities can handle. That stuff is different. The doctor there had it analyzed. It was organic, but not like quite anything they’ve ever seen. The substance is filled with an otherwise unknown bacteria, while that bacteria essentially creating the substance for itself to live.”

“That is strange. Bacteria can certainly survive in a liquid, but I can’t think of any that create their own liquid.”

“It gets weirder … Look at the next picture.”

Lina couldn’t believe what she was seeing! The picture was dated to the day Jessica called her. The body was almost completely dissolved, for lack of better terms. “It consumed the body!?”

“Ever see The Blob, Lina?” she asked lightly. “This all took place over the span of three days: about one day for the substance to kill, and two to completely consume. It grows a bit like a fungus. Of course, as a faux-Epidemic Intelligence Service Officer of the CDC, I had them quarantine that morgue the day I got there. Anyway, I needed another set of eyes — EIS Officers don’t usually investigate alone, and you know the natural world very well.”

“I’m not sure if this is natural … Let’s start at the begging, Jess. Do we know all who came in contact with her?”

“No. But, I do know her boyfriend is now acting strangely. Been keeping tabs on him.”

“We’ll get back to him in a sec … What do we know of the symptoms?”

“Not too much, but ultimately sexual in nature. Her boyfriend came home maybe twelve hours or so after she was infected. She was eating eating like crazy, masturbating, and fucked him almost the moment she saw him. She dropped dead not long after. He also noticed how her health was rapidly declining on the day she dropped, while her sweat and saliva were flowing more than they would normally. It was much thicker than usual, confirmed by the autopsy, but he didn’t touch her when she began to excrete continuously on the slab.”

“Is there any clue as to where she contracted whatever this is?”

“Perhaps,” she smirked, almost completely forgetting that detail. Hunting monsters is not exactly like fighting disease. A “patient zero” was not something Jessica ever needed to investigate. “The day before her behavior become more libidinous, she was out in the woods, but not with her boyfriend. I was given her phone to look through, and it turns out she was with someone else that day: A friend of hers, Becka, who is now officially listed as missing. We’ll need to look through the pictures again if we are to investigate that hike … I do remember a picture with a small, black rock looking out of place. Thought it might have been a meteorite.”

“Lets investigate that hike,” Lina pondered. “We should at least know who and what she came in contact with before she fell ill. If this community is concentrated in a small area, this contagion might move through the town quickly. Whatever we do, we should do it quickly …”

* * * *

Janice came home from the early shift to her husband, who had the day off.

“Hey, how’s that diner, Janice?”

“Can I get away with quitting, Brad?”

She sat next to him. “Some people are just gross. Why would you go out while you’re spewing snot everywhere?”

“Hey, you agreed to the job!” he replied lightly, and smooched her.

Janice quickly realized she felt rather horny all of a sudden, and kissed back with a greater degree of intensity than usual. Brad responded in kind, and they quickly stripped. While humping him excitedly, Janice realized she felt oddly warm and hungry. For the first time in her life, she wanted to eat another’s cum!

“I wanna suck you off after I cum!” she exclaimed.

“OK!” he breathed happily. “I think I can make it!”

She thrust and thrust, almost as hungry to cum as she was to eat his. She soon exploded in squirting orgasm, as Brad just barely prevented his own. He could not believe how wet his crotch was! Janice quickly unmounted, and consumed his ready to blow member. Not more than a second later, Brad exploded down her throat, Janice swallowing happily.

“Shit, Janice, that was awesome!” he breathed.

Yeah,” she said before liking her lips, feeling starved. “You make a great appetizer!”

* * * *

Jessica and Lina made their way into the poorly marked trail. Lina discovered that Juliana allowed the phone to tag their GPS location in the pictures. That possible meteorite being the only thing unusual pictured, they decided to aim for that. Using both their phone GPS’s and a trail map, they made their way to the site with relative ease. The forest around them was fairly new growth, once being a farm according to the map, so nothing was particularly overgrown. It was a somewhat cooler that day, too, whether the non-extreme temperatures affected either. Though, that rock was a bit off the regular trail.

After a good hour of searching, the black, shimmering, lumpy rock was visible off a bare ledge. They saw it at virtually the same time. Though underbrush had grown around it, a small crater was visible.

Walking closer to it, Jessica suddenly stated, “Do you feel that, Lina?”

“No …?”

“My Wraith senses can pick up quite a bit, but it usually either means something is different about one’s soul or someone is just really horny … That rock, it’s chaos …”

“Well …” Lina started uncomfortably. “I’m sure it’s come a long way …”

Lina crotched down next to it for a closer look, while opening her collection kit. She realized quickly that the rock’s shimmer was a semi-opaque, viscous substance. At the same time, it seemed to dissolve before it even hit the ground. The cellphone’s camera did not pick up the shimmer, but it was likely just different lighting when the initial picture was taken. However, there was no way to know if there was more or less of the substance present.

“Jess, what does that substance look like to you?”

Jessica knelt down close. “That’s it … HUMPH! All comes down to some chaotic cosmic goo … Tell me you know what to do next here, Lina.”

“A dash of scientific inquiry …” Lina slapped on some nitrile gloves, and carefully obtained samples with her vials. “I must admit I might be out of my league, too, Jess. Some meteorites do carry organic molecules with them. Maybe not you — no offense, but at least most of the elements on Earth came from elsewhere. But, I’ve never heard of a meteorite with organic compounds that became anything like what’s here.”

Hey, I’m mostly swirling carbon-based compounds held together by the will of truly endearing soul!” she said truthfully with false defensiveness. To Jessica, both her ghostly and humanoid forms were one in the same, and had no cause to apply greater importance to one or the other. “Let’s get to the medical center …”

* * * *

Janice was humping Brad wildly in the bed after dinner. It was the forth time they fucked since she came home over the span of a couple hours. Brad was starting to feel rather worn out, but he had at least this one more time in him. Janice was as hungry as she was horny. Not only did she eat all four of Brad’s loads, but most of their dinner and all of their ice cream. She could not stop! At the same time, she began to sweat and drool profusely.

Suddenly, Janice came harder than before, and quickly shifted to consume the cum Brad was already spewing.

“Fuck, Janice …” Brad breathed.

“I’m … I’m just so hungry,” she breathed, with thick drool escaping.

She then aggressively kissed brad deeply, while reawakening his cock with her hand. He certainly noticed how thick and abundant her spit was, but the wild ecstasy she was inflicting made him not care. Indeed, he was coming to like the taste. She then went down on the solidified cock, while masturbating with equal hunger. The sucking and rubbing was more wild than before. It did not take him long to cum again hard into the hungry woman …

* * * *

“OK, Lina, this is the same lab they used to test the stuff before. With the building quarantined, you shouldn’t have anyone bother you.” They essentially snuck into the building. “I gotta call Jason, so we can catch up on everything. I’ll be back soon …”

“Oh, there you are,” Lina greeted. “Never seen anything like this, but making progress.”

“Great! What did you learn?”

Lina stood, and offered Jessica her seat in front of the microscope. Jessica sat, and Lina placed a slid into it. “Those are my cells. Take a look, Jess.”

Jessica focused, and was rather surprised by what she saw. They looked very much like Human cells.

“Did a similar, private experiment with my cells months ago. As you can see at this magnification, my cells are similar to those pictures of Humans as seen in any textbook. However, they are very much elongated, and in a far more regular lattice configuration. I also have far fewer types of cells. Anyway, here is a dab of the substance …”

Jessica soon saw the opaque liquid absorb into the cells, before being spat out as an almost clear liquid.

“What you’re seeing is a small scale of how I process nutrients from air, food, or whatever. Like you, I have no organs! It all gets efficiently processed, and what little waste is excreted as a liquid in a way that ultimately requires a toilet. In the case of our living substance, proteins are probably being processed out of it, before it is spat out dead. Now, the Human cells!”

Lina swapped the slide, while Jessica was still looking down the tube. She was definitely now looking at Human cells. Lina let out of drop of the substance. While there was also absorption, the cells weren’t the ones absorbing. It simply invaded them. The cells then seemed to change in ways Jessica didn’t understand. They became subtly more opaque, and appeared to be making more of the substance.

“As you can see, it uses a Human cell as a form of reproduction. While my cells detected protein it could process, Human cells just don’t do that. Death eventually occurs in the host, because the body cannot keep up the demand of substance creation. The urge for sex is likely triggered by the substance affecting brain chemistry in a way that makes the host want extensive physical contact. There are many parasites and general contagions that change how the host thinks. Sometimes, they become an integral, positive part of the population, even if they are detrimental in other ways …”

“So, how can we use all this?” Jessica asked calmly to Lina, hiding how overwhelmed she was by the future ecologist.

“It may be possible to use my cells as the basis of a cure.”

“Like … some kind of blood serum?”

“Unfortunately, no, Jess. You saw, my cells just eat it! There’s no immune response … I’m already moving past my expertise here. We need an epidemiologist. Maybe even a crew of them. We’re dealing with a contagion here that just happens to turn its hosts into dying, libidinous, hungry monsters.”

Jessica sat back on the chair grimly. “Our job is to help the deserving …” she said quietly. The gray in her profession was in how not all inhuman beings were monsters. She and Lina being proof of that. However, the need to kill a murderous monster was black and white. What the substance represented was separate from all of that. Jessica then chuckled quietly. “I’m just pretending to be with the CDC! … OK, I can make some calls to cover my ghostly ass, and you can call the real CDC, Lina.”

* * * *

Jessica was kissing Brad in wild wet way, before spewing thick, viscous goo down his throat. She then went down on his now permanently inflated cock, while the substance finally took hold in his body. He then spewed the last Human cum he could give into Jessica’s mouth. Neither were truly Human anymore. They were now merely living factories for the substance that they were becoming. All they wanted to do now was eat and fuck others …

* * * *

Within the hour, a team of CDC officials swarmed the area. Jessica’s fake status gave her nominal control, but all she really did was give them all the information she had. Her phone calls prior helped. However, many questions were almost impossible to answer, like why she started the health case alone, but her seductive nature and minor mind control ability saved her and Lina. Jessica never liked to use her powers over the Human mind unless absolutely necessary. The individual mind can be manipulated, but such power is rather obvious to those paying any attention. So, it could lead to more minds to manipulate. Not exactly a discrete method for feeding or otherwise!

It was a painfully slow process, but the entire quarantined town was soon tested. At the same time, there was yet any evidence to suggest the contagion had spread elsewhere. All told, fifty residents were singled out and placed under observation. That was a far larger number than Lina and Jessica were expecting, but Lina explained how contagions can spread exponentially. Two infected residents in particular, Jessica and Brad, were responsible for infecting several residents through sexual activities in the span a only a few hours before apprehension. There was also evidence that a greater degree of eating and sexual contact hastened the contagion’s progression. One positive discovery was how the substance died without a living host. All the sample’s they had, as confirmed by the first, had a shelf life on only a few hours outside a host. How it survived on the rock was still a mystery.

A terrible reality soon hit Jessica and Lina: a cure may not be found in time to save any of the infected. The path forward was not ideal. Looking at the meteorite, which had its own special tent where they found it, Lina knew what she had to do.

“Jessica, I’ll need your help.”

“Sure, what do you have in mind?”

“Distract everyone here. I’m going consume the substance on the rock before it destroys anyone else.”

“Are you sure? This is not exactly on the small scale.”

“I don’t care. There’s no other way forward here … I may need more help, though. Distract them in a way that allows you to come back to me.”

Jessica did as requested. All she really did was call an impromptu meeting. Though, both the men and women there were certainly captivated with even the minimal seductive effort Jessica put forward. She then twisted their minds just enough so they would have no urge to leave their room for a while.

In the enclosure around the rock, Lina removed her clothes and began to masturbate. A cool hand of pure pleasure began to grope her breasts from behind. Jessica was all over Lina in her black, ghostly form. Loving, glowing blue eyes made Lina tingle with sexual excitement. Lina did not know that Jessica would not be particularly warm, but the pleasure she created by her touch made that not matter. Indeed, Lina had a major orgasm when Jessica inserted her ghostly appendage deep into her wet snatch.

Lina’s body quickly grew hot and moist, before she stretched herself around the slimy cosmic rock. She completely surrounded it, tasting the oddly bitter substance. Suddenly, she began to somehow sense the chaos Jessica described. It was odd, because she only ever sensed the feelings or pleasures of those of her race, and only when they were moving through each other. It was almost trying to call to her in desperation, while she consumed every molecule of the substance. Perhaps she could have let it exist inside her in some way, but that was no option. Lina had caused too much death: one does not forget betraying their whole family and life. The chance to prevent more death was overriding any temptation to listen to the dying substance. Soon, it was dead, whatever waste product was left dissolved into nothing.

They both shifted back into their humanoid forms.

“There has to have been another way, Jessica …” Lina said through tears for all those who will soon unavoidably die from the contagion. They were all individually secured.

“That is the hard path of a Hunter, Lina. You can’t always save everyone, but you always have to try to save someone …”

* * * *

Jessica said goodby to Lina at the train station, and suddenly heard her phone beep and buzz. Brandon called and left a voicemail. Signal was a bit spotty in the area …

“Jess, turns out this might be a worthwhile Asmodeus lead after all. More Demons have shown up here in Oxford, New Hampshire. Even if our Demon isn’t here, something is up …”

This month’s big post!

Friday Apr 29 will see the next Blog Unbound!

Title: The Hard Path
Synopsis: A mysterious affliction is transforming people erotically and fatally in a small town. Wraith and Hunter Jessica calls upon a reluctant scientist in training for aid.
Tags: Mind control, transformation, lesbian sex, male-female sex, wraith