Sophie and the Supergirls
Copyright© 2018 by Daydreamz
Chapter 7
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Sophie and her girlfriend are super curious: what are her parents getting up to, with a strange young girl?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including ft/ft Mult Teenagers Mind Control BiSexual Hermaphrodite Fiction Science Fiction Aliens Gang Bang Group Sex Double Penetration First
The Vice-Chancellor followed after the stampede at a more leisurely pace. His running days were over, and anyway although he understood the Davies girl’s panic he knew the clear-up team wouldn’t hurt her friend, that this ‘Effie’ was presumably.
Or girlfriend apparently ... hmmm. Girls certainly weren’t what they used to be, with these smartphones and attitude. Barely looking fifteen and bursting into his meeting, defying him, stirring everyone up and boasting about being promiscuous with laboratory subjects. Threatening to bring a media shitstorm down on him...
Now what was he going to find? It was going to cost, he could feel it. People didn’t realise what a struggle it was to keep a University going these days. In fact this whole situation was a direct result of needing money: the funding from that secretive Population Trust organisation that had foisted Claudia and Richard Davies on him with their nebulous activities. A geneticist and an anthropologist was an odd combination to share funding – he should have known something fishy would be going on.
His phone rang: it was the boss of the clear-up company, half apologetic and half complaining that it had not been possible to dispose of the supposedly docile lab subjects. In fact his team had been attacked by a blonde hellcat who had punched, kicked and bitten them, and then whipped the subjects up into an attack frenzy. The men had been lucky to get out with only minor injuries. And the equipment case had had to be abandoned and that was a safety risk, of course: that was why he’d had to call straight away, even so late.
The vice-chancellor expressed his sympathy and promised to take care of the equipment case. He apologised for the exceptional circumstances and said they would be paid, indeed, naturally.
He turned the corner, wondering what he would find. It was an empty corridor. He walked on, then his sycophantic assistant appeared, to guide him into a room full of people.
The staff from the meeting were there, standing spread out between beds. Beds!
Over by the window were five notably alluring girls, quite tall and athletic. They looked like twins, or quintuplets rather; all in a group, together with the Davies pair, their disruptive daughter and a sweet little blonde girl - a young girl looking barely in her teens, albeit with tits, and the only blonde in the room.