__Sebby__
Best. Day. Ever!! Not only did I score the latest RAM for my gaming PC which, matched with my cutting edge graphics card, would put me leaps and bounds over the rest of my league, but one of the hottest girls in school singled me out ___for a kiss___!!! She even waited for me after class for a follow-up session, and to practically _beg_ me to come over after school. Hard pass today, I’ve got hard gaming to do. And some serious homework, too. Not to mention all the extracurriculars on my plate, but I assured her I’d work her “hormonal bod” into my sched, and left her with a gentle peck on the cheek. “Always leave ’em wanting more,” as my old man says.
I make my way home with my head held a little higher than normal, despite having to strategically position my books in front of my tented pants. No one took notice, not that anyone really does, but I was at least partially grateful to be invisible in my small town today.
__Ashley__
The _fuck??_ How did that human male resist the charms? The allure, all the handsy flirtation? And most of all, the fucking _pheromones_? Enough to leave the whole school a drooling mess, but somehow he just wandered off after stammering some lame ass “two days from now” bullshit? Who the _fuck_ does he think he is?
_The perfect specimen,_ my master reassured in its wise tone. Of course, someone of such high importance couldn’t be as easily swayed, they’d need to be won over the old fashioned way. How is that, again? Aren’t boys supposed to be overly-eager for this kind of thing? I’ve never wooed anyone before- _We have,_ my master reminded, the memories of countless conquests (sexual and otherwise) flooding my mind as I stood outside the school. I bit my lip as arousal overwhelmed me again, my glorious destiny so close I could smell it.
Or, rather, her… I wouldn’t be enough to bring the whole world under the control of my empire, more breeding subjects would be needed. And I had just the recruit for the job! I snapped out of my daze shortly after she’d walked by, her fragrance hanging thick in the air. She was usually pacing around the gym after school, watching the athletic boys warm up before practice.
I caught up to her as she slipped through the double wide door of the gym. Not quite five feet tall, but all eyes on her as we both entered. She was wearing pink everything; from her sneakers to the skin-tight yoga shorts hugging her thick upper thighs, the thong decorating her hips as it arched up over her shorts, and the elastic top that was probably marketed as a “sports bra” but was little more than langereis. She topped it all off with her blonde ponytail pulled through a hot pink hat atop her head, and made sure her hair swayed with her hips as she walked along the gym floor. I could feel each boy grow more aroused as she flaunted herself, and it all made me think of Sebby. Sebby, and my ultimate destiny.
_Infest_, my Master commanded, and I felt compelled to reach for Shelby. My arms extended forward, the girl already close enough to touch. I brushed a hand through her hair, another up her side. She began to stop and turn, but my Master and I were quicker. We knew the boys wanted a show, that _she_ wanted to be part of it, and we were all too willing to oblige. My hands swooped forward, circling in front of her. I made sure to brush the fur at my wrists across her face, allowing maximum exposure to the wonderful pheromones she’d need to become part of my empire. Then my arms went further, hands exploring her body as the boys gradually stopped pretending to stretch and exercise.
“_Ashe_, what are you _ohhh_…” her voice trailed off as my hands went to work, the pheromones taking effect. The boys in the gym watched as I groped Shelby through her bra, my fingers squeezing her perky tits separated by the soft, silky fibers. Her nipples grew hard underneath her bra, and she began to moan. I sent a hand down her front, pheromone spores sticking to the smooth flesh of her stomach as my fingers dipped beneath her navel. My other hand worked its way under her stubborn bra, and I kissed her neck with undisguised delight as I was able to grasp her bare breast. I heard murmuring from the crowd as my teeth nibbled at her neck, my hand working feverishly under her top. There were a couple of stunned gasps and a few claps as the small top flipped up, one full breast becoming exposed to all of the guys gathered.
We turned to face our audience, giving them all a better view as my hand reached her shorts. The thin fabric was already soaking in anticipation as I reached between her legs, my fingers teasing her over the material for all to see. I brought my slicked finger up over her bare stomach and traced circles around her tummy with her own arousal before slowly, sensually bringing my hand back down. She whimpered as my fingers slipped between her soft skin and shorts, and a few cheers erupted. Her hands held my arms tightly, pleading with me to stop, yet _begging_ me to continue.
“What the ___Hell___ is goin’ on in here?!” Coach Burton shrieked. _Fuck_, not really sure if that was my Master or me, but the word echoed in my head the whole time we were led to the principal’s office. I ended up getting suspended for the remainder of the week, Shelby received detention since she was considered “the victim.” _Victim my ass,_ I thought, my Master laughed.
__Sebby__
Ashley wasn’t even in school the next day. Rumor had it she threatened Shelby with scissors? That didn’t sound like her, but no one would really elaborate more than “it happened in the gym.” I decided to go over to her house after classes and find out for myself, and maybe see what else happens. Of course, now that I have things to look forward to, school takes much longer.
Final bell rings, class dismissed, books put away, out the door! I’m making my way from the school when a hand grabs my shoulder. I jump in surprise and turn to see Shelby standing there. Gotta admit, I’ve fantasized about her on more than one occasion. Especially when you consider how close our names are, Sebby-Shelby, and we’re only separated in age by about a week. It’s like we’re meant to be, but right now I’m preoccupied by someone else, and my mind is mostly focused on her. And if there’s any truth to the rumors, I don’t want to get caught up with some turf war between my new girlfriend and her enemy.
“Semby, have you seen Ash?” she asked.
“No, I’m actually on my way to s-,”
“Can’t stop thinking about yesterday.” Her eyes drift somewhere past me, if they were ever looking _at me_ to begin with. Something is off about her, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Might help if I’d had more than five conversations with her since middle school, but oh well.
“Yeah, ok. Gotta go,” I say, perhaps a bit too dismissively. She turns to walk away.
“You smell nice today,” I hear her mutter absently as I speed walk away. Maybe she needs some medication. Or, maybe she took a bit too much medicine today? I don’t know, one way or another she’s got issues that need sorted, but I’m no doctor.
__Ashley__
Fortunately for our plans, school isn’t exactly vital. Unfortunately, communication is, and my step-dad took away my phone. Also fortunately, dearest mummy is little more than a mindless thrall for us, ever since our little bathroom incident, so getting the phone back wasn’t too much of an issue. Just had to keep it out of sight when the old guy was around.
I was able to text with my BFF Tiffany, who also has purple in her hair and will soon have an alien overlord inside as well. Can’t wait to share that with her, maybe make her a general or something. Apparently some of the guys had started a rumor that Shelby and I scissored each other in the gym? She “covered” for me and said I threatened her with scissors, and the guys were just trying to make it sound sexy. Tiff wanted to know what was up, so I invited her over as soon as my punishment was over and I’d explain everything in person. Told her it would be easier that way, forgot to mention the part about slipping a parasite into her. Oops.
“Ash!” my mom called from down stairs, “One of your school friends is here to see you!”
Tiffany had just responded calling me a hoe for not texting her yesterday about the suspension. I was having a hard time coming up with a response, hoping my Master would help out, so I didn’t think she’d be over here already? I started my phone under a pillow and went down to the main level. My mother shambled down the hall away from the still open door, where Sebby stood looking in. He waved as I approached. My excitement was impossible to contain, and he clearly noticed as he beamed back at me.
“I noticed you weren’t at school today, just wanted to make sure you were ok.”
“Yeah, I had an experience with Shelby,” I said. “Wanna come up? I’ll tell you all about it.” I reached for his hand but he pulled back. The disappointment was evident.
“Sorry, I have some things to handle today, but I can come back tomorrow?” He looked genuinely remorseful as his eyes carefully scanned my face. “Is your hair thicker?”
I smiled at him, “Yep, I’ve been trying a new conditioner. Gonna need to recolor soon, too.” The new fur my Master had started to grow didn’t quite match the other purple I’d used, which might attract attention we weren’t ready for. “Tomorrow would be perfect!”
The door closed quickly, before he had even turned or said goodbye. I have preparations to make. Sebby may have turned us down once _Twice_, my Master chided, but there was no way he’d be able to resist our full charms when we’re truly prepared. Now, how the _fuck_ do we do that??
“Mum!!” I roar, and she comes running.
“Yes dear?”
“I need you to get rid of Ben,” I instruct, the order just now really crossing my mind.
“Of course, honey.” She turns and walks back down the hall, and I chase after her. I catch her in the kitchen as she’s going through the knife drawer.
“No, just take him out,” I correct.
“Yes, I’m working on it sweety. He’ll be home in a few hours, then,” she makes a gesture with the knife, dragging it in front of her neck with a knowing smile on her half vacant face.
“No, just to dinner. Tomorrow. Somewhere nice, in Vinceburg.”
“Oh.” The knife clatters to the floor, and she looks genuinely disappointed. “When do they come?”
“Who?”
“_The Armada_,” the voices of my Master and mother mix as they speak in unison, reminding me of the destiny. My legs quiver as arousal builds to unbearable levels, and I clutch the counter bracing for an orgasm that only builds and never arrives. _Tomorrow, pleasure, today, work._
__Sebby__
Once again, plans after school make it drag by. Ordinarily I’m really into the subject matter, participating in the lesson, and having at least a decent time. But today, I find myself staring at the clock. Of course, the faster you want time to go, the slower it moves.
Finally the evening arrives. I get all dressed up and make my way to Ashley’s house. With a never before known confidence, I ring her doorbell. An uncomfortable amount of time passes. I hesitate, consider ringing again, then decide against it. Just before I turn to leave, assuming this has been some elaborate prank I was stupid enough to fall for, the door swings open. Ashley stands there, smiling as brightly as ever, wearing a sparkling red dress. My eyes wandered over her figure, marveling at the beauty before me.
The dress left little to the imagination; the ‘V’ was cut so deeply as to reach her well toned navel, the thin material cascaded over her curves and flowed over her hips, narrowly containing her rounded ass before splitting around her legs. I had apparently given the reaction she’d been looking for, and she beamed happily as she grasped my hand to drag me inside.
“I’m so glad you’re here!” she practically squeals as she leads me into her house. I let her pull me further into the dwelling, not even stopping to ask for any tour or anything as she guides me up the stairs. Within seconds we’re in her room with the door firmly closed behind us. She stands by her neatly made bed across the room, my nerves keeping me rooted in place.
“Uh, hi,” I say sheepishly, waving a hand when she turns back to look at me.
“Hi,” she says back, far more confidently as she struts back over to me. Her arms reach up, the furry bracelets tickling my ears as they circled around behind my head. I also took notice of violet arm cuffs on her biceps before her lips locked back onto mine, the flavor of strawberry flooding my senses as her tongue plunged into my mouth.
I stood there like some shell-shocked mannequin as this beautiful girl kissed me with such passion, I didn’t even notice she’d sat me on her bed when our lips separated. Her hands went to my pants, unfastening my belt and pulling them down with expert ease. I sat there dumbfounded as she undressed me, mesmerized when she took my erect shaft in one hand and dropped to her knees before me. She leaned in, her face inches from my bared cock and inhaled, then sighed with what sounded like extreme satisfaction as she began to pump her hand up and down my cock. I was in absolute heaven, so much so that-
She groaned, her grip tightening as my cock pulsed in her hand. My semen spurted out onto her dress, chest, and arm, the fur on her bracelet getting covered in warm, sticky fluid. She leaned in close as my orgasm continued, letting the sticky ropes of cum splatter down onto her as she continued stroking my throbbing member through climax. A few strands shot up along her face and reached all the way up into her poofy hair. She didn’t seem to mind the mess, in fact she appeared to genuinely enjoy it. Was she… cumming?
Her groans dipped to a low hum, then grew into moans as my semen began running down her skin. She leaned back, her arms pushing into the floor behind her for support as her breathing became more labored, moaning louder as her head fell back. I watched in wonder, hoping to recover for another go, and enjoying the show as she came from nothing more than being covered in my jizz.
When she finally seemed to be coming down, she rose to her feet and excused herself. It was a little anticlimactic, and I worried I’d done something to ruin the mood, but I sat on her bed for a moment and waited. My eyes scanned the area, and that’s when I saw it. Some alien looking device on her desk. It looked like a kind of miniature escape pod, mixed with a communications tower? Some hybrid device straight out of a video game! Naturally, curiosity took control and I found myself at her desk working away. I don’t really even know what I was doing, just letting my hands guide me through whatever felt right as small, complex components became assembled here, got put in place there, were secured to this, then connected to that. Something clicked within the device, and I heard a faint hum from somewhere inside, but Ashley returned before I had an opportunity to investigate.
“I see you found your way out of your pants,” she said. She didn’t seem to mind I had been messing with her robotics assignment, and thankfully, downstairs Sebby was ready for round 2.
“Sure did,” I said, just now noticing my pants hadn’t made it to the desk with the rest of me.
“Now I feel overdressed,” she replied playfully, and with a simple shrug her sparkling dress fell gracefully to the floor. She stepped from the glimmering circle at her feet, and entered the room completely naked, save for the violet fur at her wrists and upper arms. There also looked to be some circling her thighs, and I couldn’t wait to know how that felt.
She casually made her way to the bed, and I carefully added the rest of my attire to her discarded dress. We were both in bed, giggling together and ready for more when I remembered.
“Oh, we should use condoms!” How could I be so stupid? The whole mood would be ruined, I’d have to get out of bed and-
“Later,” she said dismissively, “I want you bare first.” With that she pushed me onto my back and threw a leg across my waist. She lowered herself onto me, and I felt the heat from her bare, unprotected pussy drawing nearer. My hands gripped her hips, I didn’t really know what else to do in the moment.
“You know,” my stupid mouth started, “the second round lasts longer than the first.” Well that was dumb.
She giggled, a hand between our legs holding my hardened meat and guiding me into her. “We can only hope,” she returned, and I felt her slick lips brush against the head of my cock. I could already tell it wouldn’t. She bit her lip, shifted her feet next to me, and brought herself lower. I sunk into her hot, wet, tight pussy, and we moaned together.
Inch after inch of me pushed deeper into her, until there was no more left. The soft fuzz circling her thighs settled against my legs as my pelvis tapped ever so gingerly into hers, steamy wetness greeting me as our bodies touched. She grinded softly against me, and I could do little more than lay there and breathe sporadically. My hands clutched her hips far tighter than I had intended, and I let them go, but quickly found myself looking for something to do to distract myself from another rapidly approaching orgasm. I’d have to put a stop to it and get a condom at some point, right? Or maybe just pull out?
_Fuck,_ now she’s sliding her tightness back up. Cognitive thought is difficult, no. Must get protection. Not for me, fork _her_ slapping back down onto me is astonishing. Was that her moaning or me? Maybe I’m groaning and she’s moaning as she starts riding more steadily up and down. Her breasts bounce just over my face, and I take one in my hand. It squishes at my touch, but is firm beneath my fingers. The nipple near the center of the fleshy mound is hard, and makes her moan louder when pinched. I put my other hand on her ass, this feels right. No, I gotta say something.
“Guess I won’t last _that_ much longer,” I panted, her slick folds sliding up my tensing shaft as another orgasm approached.
“_Ooooh_,” she cooed, her hands on my shoulders as she continued to ride my lap. “You’re not at your limit already, are you?”
“Probably should pull out, I’m getting close.” My face was contorting as I tried to keep my climax from erupting, not wanting to disappoint this girl yet again.
“I’m so close too, Sebby. You won’t deny me pleasure, will you?” She practically pleaded as her hips crashed down onto me, her warmth surrounding my throbbing member as I struggled.
I shook my head and mouthed ‘no,’ before finding the words, “of course not, never.”
“We’re both _so close_, and _so unprotected_.” She rose and fell rhythmically at the statement, her hips gyrating into me when she said “unprotected.” My fingers subconsciously dug into her soft flesh harder, and I briefly considered the consequences before she leaned in real close and whispered, “_do it_.”
Her voice was beyond seductive, unlike anything I’d ever heard before. I held her tight and thrusted up hard as my buried cock pulsed warm ropes of potent cum deep into her. She wrapped her arms around me and groaned, her body beginning to convulse in climax as well.
We held each other in a tight embrace, our bodies tensing and convulsing in orgasm serving to intensify the climax of the other. All we could do was breathe and look at each other as our bodies trembled and quivered. As our climaxes subsided, cognitive abilities returning, I began to consider consequences. Looking at this beautiful woman in my arms, her eyes locked back into mine, I decided none of them mattered. I was hers, and she is mine, no matter what.
__Ashley__
Sebby had to go not long after that. He didn’t even feel the need to wash up, thankfully because there was already another furry parasite hanging out in the bathroom. Our second session yielded another parasite, and my Master congratulated me on becoming a mother, and a job well done. Now, to pass these little guys on to the next recruits.
I walked the first to Shelby’s house one night, and left it outside her window. The smell coming from her room suggested my pheromones had done the trick, and she’d been masturbating all night. The parasite would find its way in, and then, find its way _in_.
The second one I slipped to Ben. No need keeping a loose cannon around. And sure, I _could_ just use the pheromones to get him under control, but wouldn’t it be more fun to see what will happen with someone in the U.S. military actively working for us? I laugh to myself as I watch him squirm under his blanket, the parasite latching itself to his nervous system while he sleeps. Too easy. I almost feel bad for Sebby, he’s gonna be sore and tired when we’re through with him…
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