Chapter 8

In the distance, Erin could hear the freshly turned girl moaning and grunting as the blonde, Lindsay, toyed with her. The sound simultaneously repulsed and aroused her.

“She’s going to be a beauty when she fully changes,” Megan said.

Erin turned to face her the arrogant brunette.

“You’re a freak. All of you are freaks,” she said.

Megan snorted.

“As if you aren’t?”

Erin burned with shame and stared down at the floor. An image of the terrified girl Erin turned flashed through her mind.

It had felt so right in the moment. So good.

“Exactly,” Megan said.

The pair were standing in front of Felicia Owen’s room. Megan held the door shut, her body brimming with anticipation. Erin continued torment seemed to be her favorite new game.

“Why are we here?” Erin asked.

She wanted to get this over with.

“Because,” Megan said. “I wanted to show you something special! Your hero has been busy!”

“My hero?” Erin asked.

“Oh, come on. We all noticed how you followed Felicia around like a little puppy dog. It was kind of pathetic, to be honest, freshy.”

That part of Erin’s life now seemed like an ancient era long since passed. It was hard to believe she had been a normal human being only a few hours before. Now what was she?

The thought of Felicia being turned into one of these things hurt in a dull and empty kind of way. It was an ache in the back of Erin’s heart, crowded out by so much condensed trauma.

That all changed when Megan threw open the door and gestures inside with the enthusiasm of a circus showman. Erin followed her pointing fingers and lit upon a scene she had no reference for.

What Erin saw didn’t make sense. The room was a mess of green slime and bulbous, fleshy pouches. Things Erin guessed were more worms wriggled in the slime and piled garbage.

The smell hit her a moment later. An overwhelmingly sweet yet alien odor that matched her own warped scent. This was amplified a thousand-fold, however.

One of the flesh bulbs began to wiggle and shake. Cracks formed along the membranous surface from which green ooze leaked. In the next moment, a bulging black head burst out of the top of the mass, reminding Erin of the chestburster from Alien.

The head turned this way and that in the air before slithering its phallic body out of the ruined mass of flesh to join its brethren deeper in the room.

“Eggs?” Erin said. “She laid eggs?”

“Yup! She’s even more of a freak than we are. And look at all these perfect little worms. There’s probably enough to turn the rest of the hallway in here.”

Erin stepped back, horrified at what she saw. It wasn’t human. Humans didn’t lay eggs. They didn’t give birth to monsters either.

She felt so horribly unclean. Would she become like that? It had happened to Felicia, why couldn’t it happen to her?

“Oh God,” Erin muttered. “She laid eggs?”

“What’s the matter? Does this freak you out, freshy?”

Erin backed away from Megan and the room of horrors behind her. She could feel the remnants of her own mutagenic worm stitched into the fabric of her body. It made the horror even more palpable.

“Oh God, I need to go,” Erin cried.

And then she ran down the hall, desperately trying to escape the reality hidden in that room. She didn’t know where she was going. It didn’t really matter. There was no real escape.

Erin stumbled down the brick pathway, reeling from what she had seen.

Eggs. Felicia had laid eggs.

The thought didn’t cease to horrify Erin. Even her own inhuman nature seemed normal next to the alien mess in Felicia’s room.

A twinge between her legs made the girl cry out, reminding her of the dragon that now lurked inside of her body. It wouldn’t be long now before her urges kicked back into high gear. She needed to get away.

Erin stepped hard on a patch of slick brickwork and felt her leg give out, sending her to her knees. Pain flashed like a firework explosion in Erin’s knee before fading to a murmur.

Erin sank down, feeling the cold water on the ground seep into her clothing. That’s when she heard it.

There was the rhythmic thumping sound of footsteps approaching in the distance. Erin jolted up and looked down the path in the direction she came from but saw nothing.

“Who’s there?” She called out.

There was no response.

Was it her imagination? She swore she heard something.

Erin stood up and made her way down the path, moving at a faster pace this time. She suddenly felt watched.

What the hell? I’m the monster, so why do I feel so afraid?

As Erin walked, she heard the footsteps resume, moving faster this time. She whirled around and nearly screamed at what she saw.

Three men in what looked like paramilitary gear stood about forty feet down the path. One of them pulled a radio on their shoulder close and spoke a command. The other two men pointed guns at Erin and opened fire.

Instead the explosive clatter of gunshots, Erin heard two loud pops and followed by a whistling sound. Looking over, she saw a bright red dart planted into the soft earth next to her.

“Close in!” The man with the radio shouted.

Erin turned tail and sprinted down the path, her heart pounding in her chest. Just hours ago, her life had been normal and now she was being hunted like an animal.

There was a bend in the path ahead. If only Erin could get around it fast enough, she might slip out of the men’s vision.

Erin hit the bend at a full sprint, her lungs burning. She could hear the men’s voices behind her still. She dashed behind a wall and pressed her back against the moist brick. If only she could double back around once they passed her, she might get away.

The men were close now and it wouldn’t be long before they came upon her.

Her mind raced as she tried to formulate a plan. She could feel the hot tears burning her eyes and blurring her vision as she pushed her brain to its limit.

“Fan out,” the lead man called out.

He couldn’t have been more than a few feet away.

Erin’s blood ran cold as she realized her time was up.

From deep within her, a voice whispered. It was the same voice that drove her to plunge into debauchery in third floor dorm room of her classmate. The voice of the monster.

“I can save you,” it seemed to say.

Erin pushed it away. Nothing good could come out of that voice.

Hearing the men’s shouts, Erin’s panic took hold of her and she dashed out from the brick wall and began running the way she came.

Immediately, she heard the men cry out, followed by a loud pop. A sharp pain erupted in her shoulder, followed by a spreading warmth.

Erin slumped to the ground and looked to see the men closing in on her. All the energy in her limbs died away and she could feel her consciousness slipping away.

The voice inside spoke again.

“I can help you.”

“No!”

The man with the radio barked out a code and stepped up to Erin.

“Looks like we’ve got another one, boys.”

Another one?

“Get her locked up and secured for transport. Nellie wants samples from several different hosts.”

Ice cold terror flooded Erin’s veins. These men were going to cart her away like a zoo animal. She could feel the darkness closing in around her. It wouldn’t be long now.

“Let me help you! Please!” The voice said.

Erin only had a few seconds left and the lead man was nearly to her. Soon, it would be hopeless.

The man brought a gloved hand down and snatched Erin by her hair.

“This one’s even better looking than the last,” he said, flashing a lecherous glance at Erin’s large breasts.

Something snapped in Erin. She could feel the voice surging through her sluggish brain like lightning.

When she looked up at the man, her eyes were burning with unholy emerald light. The world crystallized and all her drowsiness vanished.

Erin locked her fingers on the man’s wrist and squeezed with newfound strength. She saw his terror and relished it.

Screams filled the quiet little corner of the campus only to be silenced suddenly.

Leah stretched out and walked over to the water’s edge. Her enlarged breasts ached pleasantly after the coital romp and the cool air tingled against her skin.

Bending down, the girl scooped up water from the river and splashed it on her face and arms, rubbing away the mud and grass that caked her body from the evening’s chaos.

Looking at her reflection, Leah noticed that her face and body were unmarked, the nasty bruises and cuts from Jessie’s assault wiped away as if by some unknown magic. The throbbing headache from earlier was gone as well, leaving Leah feeling wonderfully energized. The world felt warm and open for the young coed.

Then, in the next moment her body ran cold. In the moonlit reflection of the river, Leah made out another figure looming above her. She felt something cold and sharp press into the small of her back, just barely puncturing the skin.

“You have some explaining to do,” a male voice as cold as the knife pressing into Leah’s back said.

For several seconds, Leah said nothing. For the first time since her transformation, she was truly afraid. No amount of power could save her from the cold steel at her back.

Then she explained everything to the boy. Whenever he sensed that she was holding out on him, he would push the tip of the pocketknife into her back hard enough to draw just a single drop of blood. By the end, she had several little pin pricks across her back.

When Leah finished, she fully expected for the boy to slash her throat. Why wouldn’t he? She would be a monster in his eyes, after all.

Instead, the boy withdrew his knife and stepped backwards, giving Leah space once more.

Now that she was free, Leah realized she was trembling. For the first time since her transformation, she was afraid.

“Wow,” the boy said. “That’s a lot.”

Leah prepped herself to bolt. Now that she had space, escape was possible. In his partially drained state, he would likely be a lot slower. Still, something held her back.

“So, what are you going to do?” She asked.

“Help you,” the boy said.

Leah gaped at the boy, utterly flabbergasted. Help her?

“Help you and your -- What did you call them? Sisters?”

Leah nodded as she tried to conjure the right words.

“Why?” She finally managed to say.

“Because it’s hot. This is a fantasy come true for me.”

“So, you’re going to help us because you’re horny.”

The boy nodded.

“And because I don’t want to die. I see the writing on the wall. You guys are going to keep spreading and keep sucking guys dry. I want to make sure I’m on your good side.”

“I guess that makes sense. But what makes you so special? We’ve been doing just fine on our own,” Leah said.

“For now. That’s because you’re still an unknown quantity. Soon, however, people will catch on. Public safety, the police, maybe even the government! I don’t think you guys are ready to maneuver that.”

“And you are?”

“You’re looking at the senator for Ward hall and the youngest ever member of the student disciplinary board. I have contacts in SGA, public safety, and the administration. I’m also an avid player of strategy games.”

Leah didn’t know whether to be amused or embarrassed by this guy. When she had picked him up, she hadn’t taken him for a mega-dork. He did, however, have a point.

Jessie knew about her condition and had proven willing to fight her every step of the way. Now she had a companion to add to that number. God only knew how many other people had discovered the sisters’ secret across campus. It was only going to get worse as their numbers increased.

“So, what do you propose?” Leah asked.

“You need to infiltrate systems of power on campus. You need to turn SGA members, RAs, administration, professors, public safety. Anyone in power who can use that power to cover for us.”

He was awful quick to throw around “us”.

“And you can help out with that?”

“Of course! From there, we can expand our reach. We’ll eventually have to get off this campus.”

Leah smiled.

“All this to get your rocks off?”

“Of course! This is the hottest thing ever. All the stories and comics I’ve read never even came close to how hot this is.”

Leah didn’t want to imagine what those comics or stories contained, nor did she want to imagine what the boy did while reading them. Still, he had a point. Having someone with this kind of access, assuming he wasn’t bullshitting her, would be very useful.

“You really are a little pervert,” Leah said, her eyes blazing like twin emeralds.

For a moment, the boy cowered backwards as Leah advanced on him. Then she stuck out her hand and smiled.

“A pervert with some good points. Do we have a deal?”

The boy relaxed a little.

“Deal,” he said.

“I’m close!” Emily cried out.

The buxom redhead lay on top of the scrawny, purple haired RA, their bare pussies rubbing together.

Megan could see the empty look in the RA’s eyes, an effect of the Emily’s rewiring touch. At that moment, the RA was completely at Emily’s mercy: mind, body, and soul. That was boring.

Megan laid a hand on Emily’s pale, supple back and bent down to whisper in her ear.

“Not yet!”

Emily shook her head profusely.

“I can’t stop, it feels too good!”

Megan sighed. She would have to do this the hard way.

She looped her arm around Emily’s neck and yanked her backwards, pulling her off the RA.

“Wait a little bit,” Megan demanded. “I want her to be aware of what’s happening.”

Emily moved to struggle against Megan, but soon came to her senses. Megan could feel her roommate panting like a bitch in heat and relished the sensation.

“Fuh-fine,” Emily said.

She bent over the motionless RA and dragged an index finger down the girl’s belly. Megan watched as a myriad of green lines and appeared and then disappeared on the girl’s skin. Then, almost instantaneously, the girl’s pretty eyes widened in shock.

The girl sat up and scanned the room, growing more disturbed with each new detail she drank in.

“Who the fuck are you people?” She said.

Instead of answering, Emily jumped on top of the girl and resumed her assault. She grabbed the RA’s wrists and held her down as she lowered her sopping crotch to its target. Emily’s belly bulged violently, showing Megan that the moment was fast approaching.

The busty redhead threw her head back and moaned loudly, her luscious breasts jiggling from the motion. Fluids splashed out of her pussy, followed by the fat black head of a worm.

Megan watched with mounting anticipation. She loved this part.

However, two things happened simultaneously that overturned the carnal order of the room.

Megan turned her head in panic as the door swung open and saw two figures gazing at her. One was Leah. The other was a boy.

That couldn’t be right.

At the same moment, Emily screeched in pain and fell backwards. She rolled on the ground, clutching the meaty space between her shoulder and her neck. Crimson fluid trickled through her fingers.

“She fucking bit me!”

As Emily writhed in pain, her worm slithered out of her pussy and made its way towards the purple haired RA, who now scrambled backwards, her hands covering her pussy.

“Help!” The RA begged. “Get public safety!”

The pair entered the room and Megan noticed that the boy’s eyes were fixed on the scene in front of him. She saw deep hunger and satisfaction in the boy’s eyes. Had Leah somehow turned a boy rather than draining him? That didn’t make any sense.

“Leah, why did you bring your meal here?” She asked. “Not food,” The boy said. “I am an ally!”

“Yeah, I didn’t ask you,” Megan said. “Leah, what’s the deal?”

“He just said it. He volunteered to help us, and he made a good argument. Didn’t you, pervert?”

Leah winked at the boy, but he didn’t seem to notice. His eyes were fixed on the naked RA, struggling in the corner. By then, the worm had made its way to the RA, coiling around her right leg like a snake.

The RA clamped her hands over her pussy to stop the creature, but it would only be a matter of time before she slipped. Megan knew from experience that these parasites were strong and slimy and a lot smarter than anyone gave them credit for.

Then, remarkably, the boy stepped over to the RA, seemingly in a trance.

“Please, help me!” The RA sobbed.

The boy smiled and said:

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”

Megan saw the relief on the girl’s face. The boy was going to play hero and all Megan’s sisters were just going to let it happen.

She took a step, ready to send the boy sprawling when Leah caught her by the shoulder.

“Just watch,” she said.

The boy reached the RA and smiled, patting her shoulder.

“It’s okay,” he said. “I’ll help you.”

“Thank you! Please grab it!”

Megan couldn’t believe her eyes. Was Leah just going to let this bozo help the girl? Not on her watch.

“He’s going to save her, Leah. What are we doing?”

“Just watch,” Leah repeated.

The boy reached down and gently grasped the girl’s hands.

“I’ve got you,” he said.

The wide-eyed girl nodded. Her entire body shook, but she seemed so relieved to have the boy’s help.

Then, without warning, the boy locked lips with the girl and kissed her deeply. At the same moment, he wrenched the girl’s hands away, clearing a path for the worm impale the girl on its bulk.

The girl let out a muffled scream as the fat, black head of the worm rammed against her slick entrance. Her arousal betrayed her as her pussy easily accommodated the parasite’s bulk.

Megan watched in utter shock as the newcomer sealed the RA’s fate. The worm pushed itself into the girl, inch-by-inch. The girl involuntarily thrust her hips as the intrusion continued. The entire moment was burned into Megan’s memory as she watched. These were the moments she lived for as a member of this strange sisterhood.

All the while, the boy pinned the RA’s hands against the back wall, preventing any disruption in the girl’s conversion. The RA fought, but not well. The invasion clearly strained her too much to allow for clear thinking and the boy was much stronger than her.

After less than a minute, the tail of the worm disappeared between the RA’s nether lips. The girl’s fate was now in the hands of the parasite worming its way deeper and deeper into her flesh.

The boy pulled away quickly and stepped back over to Leah’s side, his eyes never leaving his victim. There was a look of pure hatred and betrayal marked on the RA’s face that even gave Megan chills.

Megan filed this tidbit away for later - you never knew what might prove useful.

Then, as the worm reached its target, the RA screamed in agony and fell to the floor unconscious. Besides a few twitches, she was entirely motionless.

“Jon, get her onto the bed,” Leah said to the boy.

So that’s what his name was.

The boy nodded and picked up the RA. She looked so small and helpless in his arms. The boy gazed down at her with mingled curiosity and arousal.

Emily stumbled over to Megan and whispered in her ear.

“She was mine. He stole her!”

Megan turned her attention to her dear roommate and smiled. Em was jealous! That too would be useful later down the road.

Megan took Emily in her arms and pulled her in for a light kiss before whispering in the girl’s ear.

“Ease up. We’ll talk later.”

Emily cocked her head to the side and shot Megan a confused look but nodded and let the subject go.

Jon rested the RA on the bed with almost loving affection before turning back to face the girls.

“I guess I should introduce myself,” he said.

Megan saw the opening and took it. The longer she let Leah sink her claws into this guy, the less power anyone else would have. While Megan didn’t know how to feel about this Jon character, he had made his bed with the sisters. There was no going back for him now.

That impressed Megan. Whoever this guy was, he clearly had some use. Megan was quickly getting the hang of collecting useful things.

Bounding across the room, Megan grabbed Jon and pulled him into a tight hug. She gazed up at him with big, watery brown eyes, making sure to squeeze her boobs against his chest so bulged obscenely at him.

“Wow! That was so impressive, um, Jon is it?”

Jon nodded, struggling to maintain eye contact.

“It is so cool that you’ve decided to help us, Jon!” She continued. “You’re like, my hero!”

Megan then kissed Jon several times on the cheek.

“Enough,” Leah said. “You’re acting like a bimbo.”

“Fine,” Megan responded. She stepped away from Jon, doing her best to show him every inch of her curves as she did so. Drink it in, lover boy.

There was a knock at the door. Leah walked up and peered into the peephole before opening the door. In walked Lindsay followed by a gorgeous girl with disheveled brown hair that formed a tangled halo around her head. Megan barely recognized the girl as the one from the hallway.

Before, the girl had been as plain as plain could be. Thick glasses, a thin and colorless face, and little in the way of curves. Boy had that changed. Susie looked like she was about to rip through what remained of her clothes.

Lindsay drank in the scene of the room and grew increasingly confused. She pointed at Jon.

“What’s the deal?”

“He’s an ally!” Megan chimed.

“What?”

Leah closed the door behind.

“He wanted to help us, and he has some good ideas. We’ll explain everything soon enough. Who’s she?”

Leah pointed at the voluptuous brunette next to Lindsay.

The girl looked like she had been drugged. She gazed out at the world with dull, unfocused eyes and a sleepy smile. Had the worm fried the girl’s brain?

“You really have been gone awhile,” Lindsay said. “She’s just my little consolation prize.”

“Lindsay wanted this angry little redhead. She’s been going on about her for the past day!”

“Shut it,” Lindsay said. “That’s the other thing. A bunch more people know about us. We haven’t exactly been subtle.”

“Well that’s why he’s here,” Leah said, pointing to Jon.

“Interesting,” Lindsay said.

Susie wandered around the room before planting herself on the bed opposite to the unconscious RA. Her eyes were now fixed on Jon.

The baby bird is hungry, Megan thought.

Leah began explaining the plan to the other girls while Jon, filled in the little details.

The plan wasn’t half bad. Hell, the idea of turning a professor made Megan very wet. Still, she found herself distracted by Susie’s luscious body numerous times during Leah’s little speech. Every inch of the girl looked yummy and ready to be licked and touched.

Megan tried to listen idly. She followed the logic well enough. One of these days, the cops would start sniffing around looking for why kids kept dying on campus. Being careful was a sensible enough decision.