Anatomy of an Invasion
Chapter 11: Joan
Copyright© 2011 by Lost Boy
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 11: Joan - After a direct assault fails, the Mind Worms find themselves a very special niche to occupy. Julie and Cassie are brought into the Worms' world amidst the ruin of their failed love lives.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Reluctant Rape Mind Control Drunk/Drugged Lesbian Heterosexual Science Fiction Horror First Oral Sex Petting Lactation Pregnancy
On the Monday two weeks after she had entered the hospital, Cassie woke up in the hosts' room to a feeling of sadness.
She knew her mistress would leave her soon.
Goodbye, Cassie. Your tasks here are complete. It is my time to leave you.
Go to visit Lucille. She will set you aright. You will be fine without me.
The worm slid around her neck, like a warm, moist, stole, and held Cassie close, as if in a comforting embrace.
Then it stiffened, and Cassie felt its flesh ripple, and a rushing sensation in her neck.
There was a sticky sensation of detachment, and the worm was no longer part of her.
Maryanne lifted the worm away from Cassie, and it squirmed. She placed it between her legs, and smiled as it penetrated her, and with waves of peristalsis it moved inside to rejoin its fellows.
Cassie was no longer infected.
She rubbed her neck. Her skin felt quite numb.
"Cassie, I am sorry that you will have to leave us." Maryanne said. "Your mistress has returned to me. You cannot remain here. Farewell, Cassie."
The constant feeling of euphoria supplied by her worm still remained, at least for now, but Cassie could feel the edges of her old emotions begin to return.
Cassie hadn't spoken to Julie in two weeks, and began to feel a sense of loss that had long been denied her.
She really didn't want to rejoin the real world.
The last two weeks had been an adventure, and she must have worked hundreds of hours with the worms. She held a mirror up to their hosts, helping the worms understand the essential discomfort of an existence in which every member of society is isolated by barriers of miscommunication and prejudice, helping the women understand how to rejoin such a society, of returning to petty concerns, and the necessity of giving the appearance of quiet desperation so common in this modern world.
It was nothing like the society of worms.
Cassie had slept better here than she had in her life ever before, and did not feel tired.
She had a shower, and feeling was returning to the skin on her neck. It took several soapings to remove all trace of her beloved mistress from her skin, and made Cassie felt quite traitorous.
She dried herself, and dressed, and suppressed the urge to weep. She was not feeling sad, not really, but the return of all of her old, mundane, emotions was a shock to her.
She still had her pass-card. She kissed the women goodbye, and left the secure area with regret.
It was only a short walk to Doctor Kelly's office on the same floor, where she was greeted with kindness.
"Cassie, you've been working very hard recently. I know that Eve doesn't want you to talk about your work with anyone, but have you been making progress?"
Cassie nodded her head.
"Yes, Doctor, I've been getting some wonderful results. I really do think I've been able to help your patients, and helped the worms understand their situation better.
"I hope I haven't been any trouble to you, being here all the time, but the clinic is a good working environment for me right now."
Doctor Kelly patted Cassie's hand.
"Oh, no, dear." Doctor Kelly said. "You're no trouble. I'm so glad that you've made yourself at home here. It's nice that we can help out Eve with her work, and you've been very helpful in keeping the hosts happy. I hope you realise how much they like you.
"Cassie, I know that you have a very special friend, Julie Smith. I know that she is working with Eve as well, but I've never met her. Do you have a picture of her with you?"
Cassie pulled a passport-sized photo of Julie from her purse. It was a few years old now, and it showed her with her brand new Nana-Mouskouri-esque glasses. It was the Julie that she'd come to love, in a previous life.
"Thanks, Cassie. She looks like a card. I hope to meet her soon.
"I don't want to pry too much into your private life, but you and Julie seem to have had some kind of falling out. You haven't contacted each other since you came here, have you?"
Cassie shook her head.
"Please," Doctor Kelly continued, "Please tell me what is going on between you. I don't want you to see this intrusion as anything else but a friendly enquiry. I know that you're both professional enough that this won't impact on your work, but you both seemed so happy together."
Doctor Kelly said this with such kindness that Cassie didn't quite interpret it as a veiled warning.
Cassie felt that she could open herself up to Doctor Kelly, that the Doctor really did want to help her, and started talking.
"Doctor Kelly, this is difficult for me to say.
"You must know that I am a Lesbian, and that I like Julie, very much. The whole uni must know how I feel about her, we've been together for such a long time.
"But I don't think I'm the right person for Julie, not long-term, anyway. I think that right now she needs some time alone, to find out what she really wants, and I fear that what she wants is not me.
"Maybe I've been a bit too clingy. Maybe Julie's not comfortable with her sexuality. Anyway, I think it's over now. I don't think I should keep living with her, but I think we'll be okay as colleagues.
"Eve's been weird. She's been really mean to us both, I know that, but I think she likes to see us as a couple. She's always playing favourites, and I don't think that's healthy."
Doctor Kelly frowned in thought.
"Cassie, I don't think that Eve and I are so very different. She knows what she is doing, and I think I know what she is doing, too. She has been trying to make your relationship with Julie stronger, to make the two of you unite in a bloc against her, to want to fight her, not just to please her.
"From what I understand, your work with Eve is by its very nature quite confrontational. Eve wants to set you to apart, she wants you to defy her. She wants you to unite against her.
"Your relationship with Julie has been very difficult, and, up until now, I think very unfair. But I am absolutely sure when I tell you that you must not let Julie get away. She's a great catch, and she'll come around, I know she will."
"You're very kind," she said, "but I don't think so. I really don't."
Doctor Kelly stood up, and walked around her desk.
She stood next to Cassie, and put Julie's photograph right in front of her.
"I'm not just mouthing platitudes. Please, Cassie, stand up, you need to be held."
Cassie stood, and let Doctor Kelly wrap Cassie up in her arms from behind, and hold her softly.
The doctor began to talk close, and quiet, into Cassie's ear.
"Julie is at a difficult point in her life, but she will come around. I can state that as a fact. She will come around, Cassie, and you shall have her.
"Look at her, Cassie, look at her."
Cassie gazed at the photograph of the woman she had known for years, still the object of her affection.
"If you can be strong, and do everything that your heart will tell you to do, then Julie will be yours.
"I don't know how to state it any more plainly than that, Cassie.
"You go home now, and do your best to get your life back together again. Both of your lives."
Doctor Kelly was an imposing woman, but Cassie didn't understand how she could be so certain about Cassie's personal life.
But the way the Doctor stroked her face did feel nice, and she began to feel a little sleepy.
"Be kind, Cassie. I know that of the two of you, it will be hardest for you, but Julie needs a friend, and she needs to be shown what is important. You are the only one that can do that for her. Please, Cassie, go home now, and repair your relationship with Julie.
"She knows that you've been working hard at the hospital. I'll ring Julie now, and tell her that you'll be coming home today. I'll tell her to look after you, as I know you still feel a little emotionally delicate, and I won't mention our little conversation."
Still looking at the photograph of Julie, Cassie felt a new wave of love and arousal flow over her.
Cassie felt like she was a little girl, having all her problems swept away for her by her mum.
Doctor Kelly's arms held her tighter, and she held her body close, and pressed her cheek against Cassie's.
They both stayed like that for some minutes, and Cassie's mood began to lift.
Cassie thought that she should be feeling irritation about her instincts being over-ridden so comprehensively, but could only feel grateful, and the beginnings of a new hope.
The doctor released her, and held Cassie's arm.
"Have an early-mark, Cassie. Take a few days off. Eve won't mind."
After Doctor Kelly's phone call, Julie made an special effort to make dinner. Two weeks apart had reduced the hurt, and she was actually looking forward to seeing Cassie again.
Cassie arrived home early in the afternoon, and Julie kissed her on the cheek. It was a bit awkward, but they were both pleased to see each other again.
After a few glasses of wine, a good meal, and giving the neglected kitchen a proper tidy, they decided to go out to the new Uni bar, to have the outing that they had planned for themselves two weeks ago.
The new bar was on the fifth floor, above the student apartments. It was busy, and full of undergraduates, but there was a lot of energy, and it was fun.
They hadn't seen a band together for such a long time.
It didn't take long for them to get quite drunk, and silly, and they were soon making fools of themselves.
They jumped up and down, and shouted into the loudness without being heard, and swung each other around, and hugged. The apple cider was beginning to get to Julie, and she held on to Cassie for dear life, holding her close, knowing that she had stopped drinking not a moment too soon.
It felt nice.
Cassie thought that if she could just stay this close to Julie, that would be close enough.
Cassie was in the ladies' when she was accosted by Joan, one of her old friends from the Food Co-op days, and she looked as bleary-eyed as Cassie.
"Cassie, Cassie, Cassie. How are you? Long time no see."
"Brilliant, Joan, never been better," Cassie slurred.
"I've got a little something for you, girl," Joan said, "something good. Come with me."
Joan took Cassie by the hand, and they both staggered out of the bathroom and headed up the stairs behind the stage.
There was a small landing at the top, and the Landers twins were minding the door. They seemed to know Joan well, and waved them both through as they opened the door. One of them goosed Cassie good-naturedly as she walked past, and Cassie swatted at her hand, laughing at her.
They entered the room from the rear.
The door was closed behind them.
The room was long, and narrow, and dark.
It seemed like like some kind of chill-out room.
There was a row of armchairs in front of them, all set up to look through the polymer glass window that ran the length of the room. They were on the sixth floor here, with a view out at the campus and Sullivan's creek, and towards Cassie's apartment building, and, further out, Lennox Hospital.
The lights above the polymer glass had been set to enhance the view of the night.
Joan stared out the window, and appeared to zone out.
Cassie could see why. The view was strange, and beautiful.
The bushland and creek between the bar and the apartment building looked as if it were lit up by a floodlight, full of colour, yet there were no obvious shadows. It was strange to see it so bright, but also so quiet, with nobody around.
Cassie's apartment building stood like a black monolith, the reflection of the Uni bar visible on the optically smooth surface of the glass, but no light emanated from within.
Cassie imagined Eve on the top floor, walking around in her penthouse, admiring the empire she had created inside the university, mistress of all she surveyed.
The moon was very bright, and what little light there was in that dark room came from its ethereal blueness.
The rest of the sky was beautiful.
Parts were as black as pitch, and the many stars shone like bright pinpricks. A swathe of the Milky Way cut across the sky, and there was a hint of colour, and Cassie thought she might be able to see the colourful cloud of some nebulae.
Joan took Cassie's arm, and walked her towards the front of the room.
Some of the armchairs were occupied.
There were people in the room, staring out of the window at the beauty of the campus, slumped down, legs spread, with contented, dumb smiles on their faces.
At the end of the room, in the last chair, in the shadowy darkness, Cassie realised was a couple.
One member was sitting forward in an armchair, and the other was kneeling in front of them.
The one in the chair was a woman. Cassie couldn't see much of the one between her legs, but as they had long, dark hair, Cassie assumed that she was female.
The kneeling one's head was buried between the legs of her seated companion, whose hands held her head as kneeler gently bobbed and suckled.
The seated one was being eaten out.
She had the same expression on her face of slack-jawed, dumb, contentment as all of the others as she looked out at the view of the campus.
There was no progression of excitement, there were no moans of ecstasy, the suckling and bobbing just continued, almost mechanically, as if the couple had been seated there for quite some time.
Unless Cassie had looked directly at them, she would not have noticed. The act was raw and very much present, with a woman being licked and sucked in plain veiw, but quiet, and private, all at the same time.
Joan pulled herself away from the view, and took something out of her pocket.
It was a tiny little jar.
Cassie recognised the inky black contents immediately.
Joan began her sales pitch, quietly, so as not to disturb the occupants.
"Hey, Cassie, here's something for Julie. This'll get that frigid bitch into bed with you. This will make her feel so, so, good, Cassie, and she'll jump your bones. It's worked for me, I can tell you, I've made some real good friends with this."
Cassie suddenly felt very sober, and made Joan look at her.
"Where'd you get that, Joan? I've tried it, it's good, but I don't know how to get more."
"I'll sell it to you, Cassie," Joan said. "Ten bucks a pop, and it's worth every cent. I can get more, a lot more. Forget ecstasy and dope, Cassie, if you want a night in with your girlfriend, this is so much better.
"All the people here are on it, Cassie, and one of them is sharing their night with someone special, as you can see.
"It gets better, every time you use it, I can promise you that."
Joan enfolded Cassie in her arms, and held her close.
Cassie could feel Joan's arousal, and desire began to rise within herself.
Joan whispered in her ear, drunk, but warm, and soft, and tempting.
"We've all tried it, Cassie, it's good stuff, real good stuff. Try it here if you like, I'll hold you. I'll hold you, and I'll kiss you, and I'll lick you. It's sweet, Cassie, it's real sweet. I'll keep you on the edge for ages, it'll blow your mind. It'll be nice, Cassie, having a play together, just like old times.
Cassie felt the strangest sensation. She remembered that day in the office, with Eve, the day that everything had really started, the day that she wanted to kiss Eve, and she realised that Eve could wrap Cassie around her little finger. It was a sense of deja vu, as if Joan's drunken sales pitch mirrored Eve's warning.
Cassie had goosebumps. The very thing that Eve had predicted in that office, at the beginning, had come to pass. She had given herself to the worms, and now Joan was offering her more.
"No ... no Joan. I don't think so, no..."
Cassie might well have been tempted a few weeks ago, but things were a bit different now.
Joan tried a new tack.
"Or go down and get Julie. This stuff will get Julie ready to go. She'll be yours, guaranteed. Have her right here, Cassie, make her yours."
Cassie disentangled herself.
"I can't, Joan. Julie and I are only just getting back together again. Maybe another time."
At that moment, Cassie felt someone grab her from behind, and give her a kiss on the back of the neck.
It was Julie.
"Hi, Julie," said Joan, looking startled, "How'd you get in here? I didn't think they'd let you in here..."
Julie ignored her.
She'd decided she didn't like Joan very much.
Joan shook her head, knowing that she had lost the sale.
"Well, see you, Cassie, see you, Julie."
Joan headed over to an empty armchair to join the other occupants of the room. She slumped down, staring at the view, and Julie and Cassie looked on as her head leant backwards, her eyes lidded in contentment, and her mouth opened in a dumb smile.
When Julie had seen seen Cassie go off with Joan, she had felt a stab of jealousy, black, darkest, deepest jealousy, for the first time in her life.
She and Cassie had been with each other almost every day for years, and Julie had grown quite accustomed to her.
But it was only two weeks now since Julie had seen the intensity of Cassie's love, and it had scared her.
She had thought then that she couldn't live up to those kind of expectations.
But it had been two weeks without Cassie.
She was starting to think that maybe she couldn't live without Cassie after all.
Perhaps she really did need her.
Maybe she really was in love.
She really did want to stay with her.
After the way Julie had treated Cassie two weeks ago, maybe she'd lost her.