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[JEMMA]

Evan Sherman whistled Yankee Doodle as he entered the hallway, trying his hardest to not go insane. 

It was his fifth week as an RA and he already had a body count. He walked by Brad and Arthur's room and felt a shiver run down his spine.

Evan stopped and stared at the door, whistling louder than before. The words cascaded through his head like rushing water. 

Yankee Doodle came to town, riding on a pony, he stuck a needle in these kids and turned them to baloney. 

He turned away from the door, away from the death and gloom, and that's when he noticed the open doors. 

There were five doors open in his hallway. Most were opened about a foot, but one was wide open. This alone wasn't strange. College kids do as college kids do, but what made it weird was that not a single one of these rooms with open doors had the lights on. 

Evan stepped over to the closest room and pushed the door open. In each bed was a lump nestled under the covers. 

Stepping closer, he saw that neither lump was moving. No ride and fall of breath, no fidgeting. Evan's blood turned to ice water. 

He stepped over to the bed on his right and pulled the covers down, revealing a pale, lifeless face that looked more like Halloween mummy prop than a human being. 

Looking over to the other bed, Evan saw the mummy's twin. He touched the forehead. It sure felt real. 



Evan stepped out into the hall and began to whistle Yankee Doodle again. Reaching for his phone, he dialed 911. It took two tries his fingers were shaking so badly. 

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"You're choking me," Hades said. 

His belt was looped around his neck and tied to the bed frame. Duct tape bound his hands and feet. 

"If I was choking you," you wouldn't be able to say that," Lindsay said. 

She was admiring the top drawer of the boy's dresser, running her fingers along the bottles of pills and liquids. Then she picked up the handcuffs. 

"Now why didn't you tell me you had handcuffs? It would have made things so much easier, Hades baby!"

"Fuck you," Hades said. 

Lindsay ignored him. She walked over to his desk and pulled out his wallet. Opening it, she slipped out his student ID. She began to laugh like a hyena. 

"Your real name is Merryweather! That's so fucking fitting," she said. 

Hades began to struggle against his bonds. From the looks of it, the tape would not last. 

"Calm yourself," she said, placing her open palm on the college boy's exposed chest. 

A soft green light emanated from her hand and suffused into the boy's chest. All of a sudden, he began to breathe heavily and his eyes rolled back into his skull. A massive bulge appeared in his underwear. 



Lindsay reached down and began to squeeze Hades's cock, causing him to buck and scream. Suddenly, Lindsay felt warmth and wetness in her fingers. 

"And that's how you do it," She said as she secured the handcuffs on Hades's wrists. 

"Fuck," the boy yelped. 

Lindsay added another layer of tape to his ankles, tightened the belt, and then gagged Hades. 

"Now, let's see what we have in your chest of wonders, shall we?"

Lindsay pulled out several feet of rope, a large bottle of chloroform, a bottle of what were most likely roofies, and an ornate switchblade. 

"God," Lindsay said. "You really are a creep. You're lucky, you know that? I could probably kill you, but I'm supposed to be careful."

She blew a raspberry and thumbed the button on the switchblade before mounting Hades. 

Under her, the boy squirmed. He was skinny as a twig, but had enough wiry strength to easily overpower Lindsay if not for the restraints. 

Carefully, Lindsay ran the tip of the blade down Hades exposed chest, pressing just hard enough to leave an angry red line on his pale skin. 

"Keep struggling and I might actually stab you," Lindsay giggled. 

"Don't worry Hades, baby. Or should I call you Merryweather? I'm going to call you Merryweather. I think we're past a causal relationship."

Hades tried to scream, but the tape turned it into a pathetic, muted groan. 

"Hmm, maybe I'll fuck you later. Seems like a waste to drain you right now. You haven't even explained your toys to me yet."

Lindsay hopped off Hades and paced around the room, inspecting every little crevice. Under the bed, she found a cheaply made katana - probably from a carnival stand or something equally skeevy, she figured. Still, it was sharp enough. 

I'm Hades desk drawers, she found stacks of condoms, another pair of handcuffs, and a bottle of viagra, which made me Lindsay nearly tumble over in peels of laughter. 

He's got an entire rapist starter kit in his dorm and he can't even get it up, she thought. How pathetic.

"This is too funny, Merryweather. I think I need to bring a friend."

Lindsay pulled out her phone and texted Emily, feeling a tingle run through her at just the thought of being reunited with the stunning redhead. 

Hades began to struggle against his bonds once more, but the handcuffs were too much for him. 



"Just you wait till you see my friend, Merry. You might not struggle as much."

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Across campus, Emily Bloom's phone chimed from across the room. 

"Who is it?" Megan asked. 

Emily checked. 

"Lindsay. Oh holy shit," she said. 

"What?" 

"You know Hades? That creepy dude with the skull earrings and shit?"

"Yeah, he drugged Ashley Miller last year, fuck him. Why?"

"Lindsay's got him, she wants me to come over."

On Megan's bed, the girl moaned softly opened and her eyes slightly. She had been in and out of consciousness. 



"Hi sleeping beauty," Megan said, caressing the girl's naked chest. 

Already, the girl's small breasts were starting to expand. They felt fuller than the last time Megan had touched them. 

The girl turned away, blushing bright red. 

"It hurts," she said softly. "Help."

"No can do," Megan answered. "It's a little late for you."

Megan looked at the girl's belly and saw a slight form bulging under the skin. Scanning down further, she watched as green slime trickled from the girl's swollen pussy. 



"She really did a number on this girl," Emily said, coming over. 

"It's not much of a surprise. I put a real monster in her. So she became a monster. It seems consistent."

The girl began to writhe on the bed, arching her back and expelling more slime onto the sheets below.



"It hurts!" She screamed suddenly. 

Megan cupped her palm on the girl's mouth to silence her and with the other hand pressed her back into the bed. 

"It didn't hurt like this," Emily said. "For me, that is."

"Same."

All of a sudden, there was a loud squelching sound as a trio of slender green tendrils erupted from the girl's pussy. They waved in the air, sensing the world around them. Each seemed to move with a mind of its own. The head of each one leaked slime that glowed in the dim light of the dorm room. 

"Jesus," Emily gasped. "We don't have that, do we?"

"Apparently Felicia is more special than we thought."

The girl kicked her legs and arched her back again. She tried desperately to scream, but Megan would not let her. The three tentacles shot jets of the glowing slime onto the opposite wall and then the girl went limp. 

"Do you know who she is?" Megan asked. 

"I think her name is Lily. I haven't talked to her much."

Megan looked the girl over.



She was out cold, breathing deeply. Slowly, the tentacles retracted back into the girl's pussy. 

"Anyways," Emily said. "I'm going over to see what Lindsay's done with the creep. Do you want to join?"

"If I'm in the same room with that bastard, I'm going to kill him. I won't even fuck him. I'll just kill him. Besides, I have someone more interesting right here."

"Fair enough," Emily said. "Let me know if Felicia comes back."

"She won't. She has that thing between her legs to keep her busy."

In the distance, they suddenly heard approaching sirens. 

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Professor Vanessa Pierce hunched over Sarah's shoulder and skimmed the document on displayed on her laptop. Her brow was furrowed with a look of concern. Jenny watched this, feeling a growing sense of trepidation in her heart.



Sarah was a wreck. She was pallid, skinny to the point of wasting, and the deep circles under her eyes made her look like a raccoon. All of this decay because of her goddamn senior project. 

It made Jennifer want to lash out at Pierce, Sarah's advisor, but she knew that was wrong. Vanessa Pierce was a lot of things, but cruel wasn't one of them. She was a good advisor to Sarah and an even better friend. It wasn't her fault Sarah picked a major way outside of her capabilities. If anything, she was Sarah's lifeline.

"I can't accept this," Professor Pierce said, shaking her head. 

"No, I know," Sarah responded quietly. "This is just my draft."

Professor Pierce gave Sarah a warm pat on the back and smiled. 

"That's fine. I can still give you pointers. There's enough to work with."

At that moment, the doors to the small classroom swung open and Molly Dubois marched in, followed by two girls Jenny didn't recognize. 



"Hey Professor P," Molly said briskly. 

She turned to the girls behind her. 

"Just chill here for a second."

Then Molly disappeared into the back laboratory. For several seconds, everyone in the room settled into an awkward silence, finally broken by Professor Pierce. 

"So, do I have a pair of future biologists here?"

Pierce was a tall, slender woman with a kind of perfect elegance to her. She was graceful in movement. Her hair, black as pitch, was almost always put in a tasteful bun; sometimes she even worked a pair of chopsticks in for fun. She wore simple glasses that only improved the poise she showed to the world. 



It would have all been somewhat intimidating if not for the woman's kind eyes and kinder soul. She was open to everyone. 

The pair looked nervously at each other. The short, slim Africa American girl then said proudly: "Biochemist actually."

"Oh, well we'll be getting to know each other pretty well then. I'm Professor Pierce."

The professor extended her hand and the other girl shook it eagerly. 

"I'm Erin Stephens," she said. "I've heard a lot about you from upper class men."

"Oh no, that makes me nervous," Professor Pierce said with a little chuckle. 

"Don't worry, this upper classman says she's awesome," Sarah chimed in.

"I'm an English major and even I can agree," Jenny added.

The other girl blushed hard and let out a nervous giggle.

"Way to throw me under the bus Erin, jeez," she said. 

"Aw, not a fan of biology?" Professor Pierce asked.

"Or science really. Or math. Or engineering. Or anything like that," the girl said timidly. "I like art!"

"Art is cool too!" Professor Pierce said. "And your name is?"

"Melissa Lee. Nice to meet you!" 

The girl seemed as effervescent as a shaken up can of soda in the sterile classroom. Jenny found it all cute. 

"So," Jenny interjected. "What were you guys up to that had Molly rushing to the lab?"

Both girls were suddenly quiet. They stared at each other, both looking for the other to take the lead. The chubby Asian girl, Melissa, especially looked unsettled. 



"I'm," Erin began. "It's really hard to explain."

"Oh?" Professor Pierce asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Yeah," Melissa said. "We found something weird around campus and Molly is checking it out. An egg thing."

Erin shot Melissa a sharp look for running her mouth. 

"An egg? Did you find it in the river? I can probably identify it," Professor Pierce said. 

"It wasn't in the river. It was in a dorm," Melissa said. 

"Near a dorm," Erin exclaimed suddenly. "We found it near a dorm, probably a bird egg or something."

Melissa glared petulantly at Erin, but said nothing.

"Molly and Hunter are up to some weird joint senior project. They've basically been obsessed with it for the last week, but they haven't said much about it," Sarah said. 

"Yeah, I haven't either," Professor Pierce said, suddenly seeming concerned. "Maybe I should check out this bird egg you found in a dorm."

"Around a dorm," Erin said meekly. 

The professor ignored this and made her way towards the lab at the back of the classroom.

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"I can't believe you come from Dunwich hall. All boys dorm, more like all apes hall!" Ellie said.

Jon shrugged. 

"It's not too bad."

"I guess, if you take away the stink and all the creeps making it!"

"If only!"

The couple reached the entrance when Ellie recognized a figure standing at the door.

"Lindsay!" She squealed, pulling the girl into a tight hug. 

"Hi Ellie."



Ellie pulled away and her eyes widened as she took in the view. Lindsay was squeezed into a skin-tight AC/DC tank top and her creamy cleavage seemed liable to escape at any moment. 

Looking back, Ellie noticed Jon looking as well. She blushed hard when she noticed this. 

So what if she didn't have massive boobs and didn't act too cool for school? 

"What are you doing at this rat hole?" Ellie asked, trying to pull herself together. 

"Oh, just visiting a friend of mine."

Lindsay seemed to look Ellie up and down, sizing her up. Something in her eyes, something hungry, made Ellie uncomfortable. 

Ellie pushed back her mop of curly golden hair and adjusted her skirt, keeping her eyes on the pavement. 

"I'll be right back, babe," Jon said, giving Ellie a peck on the cheek. 

"Hurry up," Ellie whispered. 

Jon disappeared into Dunwich hall, leaving Ellie in the deafening silence with Lindsay. 

"So, uh, how are things, Linds?"

"Never better El. Really, never better. What about you? Is Johnny boy treating you right?"

Lindsay stepped closer as she said this, coming to only a few feet from Ellie. She was taller than Ellie, draping the girl in her shadow. 

It was quiet around Dunwich hall as the last cicadas had finally disappeared with the first week of October. However, Ellie could hear the somber wail of ambulance sirens in the distance.

"Jon is great. I'm so happy!" Ellie said, trying to cast some sunlight on the dreary night.

She fidgeted with her denim dress and dug her right toe into the dirt, trying desperately not to look directly into Lindsay's eyes. She had to avoid that hunger. 

"That's great to hear," Lindsay said. 

The girl stepped even closer to Ellie, stopping inches from her. In her presence, Ellie felt very small - like a child in the presence of adults. She got that feeling a lot and she hated it. 

Lindsay cupped Ellie gently along the cheek, running her slender fingers forward along her jaw. Ellie froze and looked directly into a pair of eyes that now blazed green.



Suddenly, a warm, tingly sensation burst from where Lindsay's fingers touched, seeping into Ellie's flesh. It seemed to fill the girl, spreading to her whole body, especially between her legs. 

Ellie's legs buckled and she felt her whole body go numb. Her vagina suddenly throbbed and she felt a slight bit of wetness forming. 

"What's the matter Ellie?" Lindsay asked softly, her lips less than inch from Ellie's own. "You seem stressed."

"I-I feel strange," Ellie said. 

She felt so weak and distant all of a sudden. The world seemed at a remote place beyond her ability to care. 

"I know, sweetie. Let's help you out."

Lindsay wrapped her hands around the girl and pulled her into a soft kiss. It was wet and sweet and the taste was indescribable. Jon never kissed her like this. 

Suddenly, Lindsay moved both her hands to Ellie's chest, massaging the girl's small breasts through the rough denim. Hot pleasure exploded from Ellie's tiny, hard nipples like twin atomic bombs. This could not be natural. 



Ellie felt a gush of warmth from her vagina that nearly brought her to her knees. What was this? Did it matter? Ellie closed her eyes and let her body flow against Lindsay's fingers. 

There was a loud creaking of an old door opening and suddenly every sensation stopped. Ellie's eyes shot open and she found herself staring at Lindsay and Lindsay side-by-side. 

"Earth to Ellie! Earth to Ellie! Ground control to Major Thomas!" Lindsay said. 

She was waving her hand in front of Ellie's face and smiling like her old self. 

"What happened? What the hell?"

"You spazzed out for a second there! I thought you were having a seizure or something."

"El, you okay?" Jon asked.

"Fine," Ellie said. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. Are you ready, honey?"

"Yup! Let's roll."

"See you, Lindsay," Ellie said. 

She felt very confused as she walked away. Did she dream all of that? Running through the events, it didn't seem like a dream. 

As she walked, Ellie felt the moistness between her legs. It had to be real. 



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"Am I the only one starting to get a little freaked out by all of this?" Molly asked. 

Hunter held the glowing orb in his hand, feeling the animal warmth and steady throb of fluid within. It was the same color as the slime from the meteorite. 

"Not anymore," he said. 

"Why did I find this in Felicia Owens' room? There were like two dozen of these things, some a lot bigger than these three."

The orb shook slightly in his hand and for a second, Hunter swore he saw a shadowy form within.

"I don't know, but consider me freaked out. I'm just glad you didnt run into Felicia."

"What? Why?"

"I don't know, following horror movie logic, she's already been taken over by the pod people."

Hunter flashed a wry smile at his girlfriend. 

"That's not funny."

The door to the lab suddenly opened and in walked Professor Pierce.

Hunter panicked and tried to hide the orb behind his back. Professor Pierce was unimpressed. 

"I'm faculty. You can't really hide things from me."

Hunter and Molly both flushed. Their entire ost week had been hiding things and now the jig was up. 

"Sorry professor," Hunter said. "I don't really know how to do this, but here goes. Do you know what this is?"

Hunter held the orb out to Professor Pierce. She came closer and eyed it, but did not touch it. 

"Is this a prank?" She said. 

"I wish," Molly answered. 

The looks on both their faces seemed to convince Pierce. She took the orb from Hunter and held it up to the light. Inside, the could all see a faint, oblong shadow within. 

"Well," she said. "It's definitely alive, whatever it is. That's my intuition at least. I mean the obvious thing to call it is an egg, but I feel like I might be jumping the gun. I've done that before." 

"Does it look like anything from this world?" Hunter asked. 

Pierce gave him a puzzled expression. 

Molly pulled out the other two eggs and set them on the table for Professor Pierce to see. 

"What he means is have you ever seen anything like this before?" 

"I meant what I said," Hunter muttered. 

"I've never seen anything like this before. That's not saying much, there are countless species on Earth and we're discovering new life all the time. I wouldn't expect coastal Virginia to be the place, but I've heard of stranger things." 



"There might be more to the story," Hunter said. 

TBC

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[JEMMA]

He explained about the slime from the meteorite they had found in South Woods, showing Pierce the sample he had worked on in the microscope. Molly explained about the origin of the eggs afterwards.

Pierce ran her hand down her long black hair, deep in thought. For several minutes, she paced about the room trying to piece everything together. 

"Alright, I need to take this over," Pierce said finally. "I hope you don't mind, but the stakes are too high with something like this. I can't in conscience let a pair of undergrads have full reign over this." 

"Fine," Hunter said, deflated. 

"Give me 3 or 4 days to do my own research and I'll call you back in. Until then, stay out of the lab. I'm going to redirect all current senior projects to use labs b and c down the hall and close this one off. Being a department head has its perks." 

Pierce winked at the couple. 

"That's fine," Molly said. "Besides, it'll be nice to get a break from this room." 

"I bet. Hunter, you especially look run down. This will be good for you." 

Pierce could see his disappointment. 

"One more thing," she said. 

The professor lifted the heavy mesh lid off of an empty terrarium and placed each egg inside. Then she replaced the lid and placed a stack of fat textbooks on top. 

"Just in case they hatch while we're away," Pierce said. 

Then they left the lab, reentering the adjoining classroom. The two freshmen were still there along with Sarah Decker and her friend Jenny. 

"Any luck figuring it out?" Erin asked them. 

Pierce shook her head. 

"It'll take some time and testing. It's definitely a weird one." 

"Got it," Erin said. "I need to get back, but I don't know if I really should. My hallway is giving me the creeps now." 

"I'll go back with you," Melissa said, placing an arm on her shoulder. "As long as I don't have to touch any eggs." 

"Deal!" 

Both girls said goodbye and bustled out of the lab. 

Sarah Decker, meanwhile, had her head down on the long black table. Jenny was giving her a backrub that didn't seem to be doing much for the girl. Molly hated seeing her this way. 

"Hey Sarah, Jenny, how's about drinks at my place tonight? You look like you need it." 

"I would love to," Sarah muttered. "I just can't." 

"Honestly, just go Sarah. You've done enough for tonight," Professor Pierce said. 

Sarah looked up. It was clear she had been crying at some point. She did that a lot now. 

"Well if my advisor is telling me to, I better listen." 

She offered a weak smile and stood up. In the pale light, she looked too skinny. 

The girls started to leave the lab when Professor Pierce caught Hunter. 

"Can we walk and talk?" 

Molly looked back, wide-eyed and concerned, but Pierce dismissed her. 

"Don't worry. Just TA business for Organic Chemistry," she said. 

Hunter flashed pierce a confused look, but nodded his head. 

"I'll meet you later," he said. 

Then they all dispersed. 



They kissed softly in the dark room. The more Megan touched the girl, the more she responded. The alluring, sweet smell that marked their kind filled the room, making both of them lightheaded. 

The girl, Lily, was in full bloom now. Her breasts, formerly unremarkable and small, had grown by what seemed to Megan about two cup sizes in the past hour. She was becoming very beautiful and that only made Megan want to kiss the girl more. 

Suddenly, the three tendrils within the girl's pussy erupted once again. Lily screamed for a second before losing her voice from the sheer pleasure. Megan watched the tendrils hover in the air for a moment and subconsciously slid her knees outward, presenting her glistening pussy. 

In the next moment, the tendrils dove into Megan's pussy, spraying their hot, glowing nectar onto the walls of the girl's pussy. Megan screamed as her nerve endings seemed to burst into flame, sending her into orgasmic convulsions on top of Lily. 

Lily let out a low, purring moan and started palming Megan's large, full breasts. She seemed to get as much pleasure as Megan from the way the tendrils moved and explored. Megan wondered if the girl could feel the tendrils like she could any other body part. It sure seemed like it. 

The two girls thrust against each other for several minutes, enjoying the scent and feeling of each other's body to the maximum degree. Finally, Lily screamed loudly and began to convulse on the floor. Megan felt a large gush of hot fluid inside her and then her vision went blank. 

When she came to, Lily was asleep again. Clearly, some time had passed. Megan looked down at Lily's sleeping form and drank in the girl's figure. She had grown more, her body now nearly as curvaceous as Megan's own. 

Megan gently stroked the girl's pale stomach until her eyes opened. 

"It's you," Lily said with a smile. "What are you? What's happening to me." 

In the hallway, Megan heard a male voice and knocking. It sounded like it was on the door across the hall. 

"I'll answer that later. First, let me give you a present." 

Megan slipped on a tank top and a pair of athletic shorts, both of which now fit snugly against her body. She pulled down the tank top, making sure her cleavage was on full display. Then she walked into the hall. 

A boy with long, greasy brown hair in a hand-me-down army jacket and ugly black jeans was knocking on the door across the hall, his back turned to Megan. 

"Amy," he said. "Are you there? I've got your glasses." 

He repeated this over and over again. Amy was clearly not there. 

"Hey!" Megan said loudly. 

The boy whirled around, clearly startled. When he caught sight of Megan, his eyes widened even more. He stammered, but could not manage a complete sentence. 

"I need you to settle something between me and a friend. Can you do that for me?" 

Megan squeezed her arms together, showing the boy an absurd view of her boobs popping out of the ill fitting tank top. 

"Is that a yes?" Megan asked. 

The boy nodded and followed her into the room. It really seemed as easy as taking candy from a baby sometimes. 

Megan closed and locked the door and turned around to see Lily approaching the boy. Her eyes were now blazing green, like two emerald sparks in the darkness of the room.

The boy began to babble incoherently as Lily snaked her arms around him. 



The questioning didn't take long for Evan. He told them what he saw, how he found the bodies, and that was it. 

[JEMMA]

All-in-all, six boys had been added to the body count from his hall. With the added deaths, the hall was becoming thoroughly depopulated. It was a miserable business. 

Evan moved to the other side of the dorm, desperately needing to vent to someone that wasn't wearing a badge or a uniform. Someone who might understand. 

Stepping into the girls' hallway, however, Evan suddenly felt that something was wrong. The hair on his arms and neck stood on end as he moved down the lonely corridor. 

At a distance, he could see that the door to Felicia's room was ajar. Evan's heart sank as he remembered the hour prior.

He quickened his pace and flung open the door when he reached the end of the hall. What he saw baffled him. 

The room was an absolute wreck with what looked like green sludge over every appreciable surface. Fat orbs of what looked uncomfortably close to flesh throbbed under the pale fluorescent light. 

One particular orb close to Evan, swollen to the size of a watermelon, seemed ready to burst. 

"Quite a sight, isn't it?" Came a rich female voice behind him. 

Evan spun around a saw a girl standing behind him, smiling. Not just a girl - an excessively attractive one. 

Her brown hair tumbled in luxurious curls down her back, framing two creamy swells of breast flesh that threaten to pop out of her skin-tight tank top at any moment. 

Evan's nostrils filled with a sweet, lovely odor like flowers and fresh fruit. It made his head swim. 

Behind him, he heard the sound of something squelching and tearing. It was a distant sound and he had to rip his eyes away from the feminine beauty in front of him to see its source.

The fat orb closest to him had opened and from it emerged a dark snake-thing covered in green slime. It slithered out of its egg towards Evan. 

Arousal was replaced by sheer horror as the RA watched the otherworldly monster approach. 

Supple, feminine arms encircled Evan from behind and he felt the soft, warm swells of the girl's breasts against his back. The sweet smell was now overpowering, making his head spin. 

"What the fuck is that?"

"Don't worry," the girl giggled. Her voice was as sweet as her smell. "It's not interested in you."

As if on cue, the worm thing reared its head up towards Evan and seemed to give him a sniff. Then it dropped back to the ground and slithered away down the hall at a slow, almost casual pace. 

"Fuck," Evan said, desperately trying to stay conscious. "What about Felicia?"

"Aw, are you in love with her?" 

The girl fingered Evan's crotch, where he noticed a massive erection now throbbing. 

"What? No!"

"She's changed quite a bit since the last time you saw her. I'm sure of it. You just met one of her children, in fact!"

"That thing?"

The girl ignored him, instead opting to focus on the head of Evan's penis. The smell, the feeling of her soft body, the way she touched him, it all made him want to give in. To let go. 

"Wow, you're a lot bigger than I was expecting," the girl whispered in his ear.

I can just let go, Evan thought. This is nice. Just give in.

Another voice spoke up in his head. 

What do you think the others did? That's why they're in a body bag.

Suddenly, panic shot into Evan's mind like hot magma. Everything connected in a moment of horrible realization and this gave him new strength. 

Evan broke out of the girl's grasp and pushed her to the ground. 

"I'm sorry," he said. "Oh god this fucked."

Then he ran. He ran past the meandering worm monster and the lingering paramedic and through the double doors of the dorm. He disappeared into the night, his mind racing to the point of madness. 

Back in the hallway, Megan stood up and tittered. Had she been trying harder, he would have been hers for the taking, but there were more interesting things. 

She peered into her room and caught a glimpse of Lily and the boy rutting in the bed. All three of Lily's tendrils were jabbed into the shaft of the awkward boy's cock, sucking on his lifeforce directly. 

The boy looked dangerously pale and weary, his eyes blank. 

Add another one to the pile, Megan figured. Leah would not be pleased. 

If she wants us to be careful, maybe she shouldn't disappear into the night for hours then. Where was that bitch?

It didn't matter. Megan closed the door, leaving Lily to finish her first meal as a sister alone. Instead, Megan turned her attention to the slithering creature birthed from the egg.

Megan picked the writhing thing up in her hand and eyed it. It seemed to sense that she was a sister. It didn't try to attack or enter her and instead coiled itself around her hand. 

"You like your aunty, don't you," she said. "Let's find you a home, shall we?"



"Isn't this stash amazing?" Lindsay asked. 

Emily shrugged. She was focused on the boy in the bed. 

Approaching him, Emily noticed the way he tended up and darted his eyes from her to Lindsay over and over again. Fear was there, but what she really saw in his eyes was hatred. Deep, unquenchable hatred. 

"You haven't fucked him yet?" She asked. 

"Hmm? Nah. I figured I would save him for you. Have you taken anyone yet "

"No."

Emily could feel the burning desperation within. Her body in its transformed state desperately wanted to fuck someone. The boy would do, but something about him repulsed her. 

His hatred and cruelty, the way he regarded women with such malice and disgust that he would drug them for his own pleasure, it made him dirty. His essence was broken and she could feel that. 

"Well, have at him if you want. I'm almost done taking inventory of all this. Figure I'll cart it back to your room for future use."

"He disgusts me," Emily said. 

"Me too sister. Hey, just do the thing and he'll get horny like crazy. It basically turns him into a sex doll you can do anything you want to. Shoes on the other foot, ain't it?"

"What thing?"

"You know, the thing. Where you touch someone and they get all horny."

"Is that something we can do?"

Emily placed her hands on the boy's exposed chest and tried to focus. The boy shook against his constraints, but nothing else happened. 

"How do I do it?"

Lindsay walked over and slapped her palm hard onto Hades flabby belly. From her hand, a soft green glow began radiate outward. Hades began to moan, his eyes watering, and thrust his hips into the air. From between his legs, the bulge of his erection rocketed against his underwear. 

"See, piece of cake."

Emily tried again, but nothing happened. 

"Maybe its just you."

Emily looked Hades in the eyes and took time to feel the hatred directed at her. Something about him drew her closer. 

She touched the boy's forehead and closed her eyes. Flashes of harsh colors and jagged shapes filled Emily's mind as she did so. She tried to hold on, but the experience quickly became overwhelming. 

Pulling away, Emily turned to Lindsay. 

"Did you noticed anything strange while touching him?"

"Other than the insta-erections, no."

Emily turned back to Hades and carefully pulled off the duct tape gag. Immediately, Hades spat in her face. 

Lindsay smacked Hades across the face with a fury Emily had not yet seen. She reigned blows down on the boy without remorse. 

"Fuck off, stop hitting me you bitch!"

"You don't spit on here you creep!"

Emily put herself between the two and reached down for Hades's temples. The boy snarled at her, his eyes blazing. However, despite this, Emily thought she understood. 

She massaged her index and middle fingers against Hades's forehead, closed her eyes, and began to focus. 

More harsh visions. An adult's hand slamming into the cheek of a child, blood filling the mouth. A mother lying motionless and heavily bandaged in a hospital bed. A single gunshot and then nothing but silence. 

"I can feel the disorder. The mess. The pain," Emily whispered softly. 

Lindsay watched the spectacle unfold before her in disbelief. From Emily's fingers came the same soft green glow that emanated from Lindsay's palms, but it seemed to behave differently. 

From Emily's fingers sprouted green lines that traced along Hades's forehead. Instead of getting horny, Hades seemed to calm down. 

The fiery coals that were his eyes cooled down, turning around watery and distant. His body relaxed into the bed and his arms and legs stopped tensing against the restraints. 

Emily climbed on top of Hades and began to undress. She slipped off her shirt, revealing her large breasts to the world, unaware of how this made Lindsay's mouth water. 

Soon, she was naked and fiddling with Hades's underwear, pulling it down to reveal his semi-hard cock. 

Whatever spell Emily managed, it seemed to be wearing off. Once more, Hades's eyes were coming alive. 

Without skipping a beat, Emily mounted herself on the boy's prick and began to ride up and down, slowly. Again, she placed her fingers on Hades's forehead, sending new glowing veins into his head. 

"I can see you," Emily moaned. "What you are and why you are. I'm going to fix you."

"Uh Em, whatcha doing?" Lindsay asked, utterly confused by this. 

Emily ignored her, focusing entirely on her new partner. 

"Do you see me, Merryweather?" Emily asked.

"Yes," Hades answered in a flat monotone. 

"I see you. I see the pain you've experienced and the pain you've caused. Do you see it the way I do?"

"I do now," the boy said. 

"Good. Now I want you to give me control of it. Give me control of you."

"Okay."

Emily squeezed the guy's forehead, sending even more lines through his skin. 

"I want you to hand over to me everything that makes you you. Then, I'm going to put a control on it. You will act as you've always acted, but you will know me and my sisters and you will listen. Yes?"

"Yes."

"You will only act if it helps us. Yes?"

"Yes."

"Who am I?"

"Everything."

"Good," Emily beamed. "Now let's reward you."

She picked up the pace, running her pussy up and down Hades's shaft. They began to kiss, Hades struggling against his bonds to gently grope Emily's generous breasts. 

It did not take long for Hades to jet inside of Emily. The couple screamed together in ecstasy until Hades collapsed, seemingly emptied of all will and personality. 

"What a miserable person," Emily said breathily. "But he'll be useful now at least."

"How the hell did you do that? Actually, what the hell did you do?" Lindsay asked, dumbfounded. 

"I think I reprogrammed him."

"You think? I want to be able to do that!"

Emily shrugged and pulled Lindsay into a close embrace. 

"You feel a lot better," she said. 

Within Emily's womb, new life was growing and she could feel it. 

"I guess we'll leave him until later," Lindsay said. "Want to help me drop off this stuff?"

Emily shook her head. She did not feel well. The combination of the rapidly growing parasite inside her and sorting through a depraved mind left feeling ill. 

"I think I'll stay here awhile. I need a little time."

Lindsay looked disappointed, but did not object. She gathered Hades's assorted drugs and restraints and dumped them into her backpack before setting off. 



"Why are you upset, Hunter?" Professor Pierce asked. 

They were nearly to the faculty parking lot now. The fog was clearing, but this only seemed to make the place seem even more desolate. 

"Upset? I don't know what you mean?"

"About me taking over your little project. It was written all over your face. You tensed up, you were hesitant to show me what you guys had. Why?"

There were sirens in the distance. They were becoming a more and more common sound on campus and Hunter hated it.

"I guess," he said. "It's because I wanted all the credit. I mean, we could be dealing with extraterrestrial life here. Imagine the prestige of finding and documenting it as an undergrad!"



Professor Pierce stopped and stared at him. In the light of the parking lot, he could see that her eyes were big, giving her an attractive, cute appearance that made her seem much younger than she was. 

"You're lying."



"What do you mean, I'm lying? That's the plain truth. Molly can confirm."

In the next moment, Professor Pierce moved in and kissed hunter softly on the lips. The world stood still in a single electrified sliver of time. 

Then Hunter felt the heat rise inside. He caressed her back and pulled her closer, feeling her soft, petite body against him. She smelled like a summer afternoon and that only drove him to kiss her harder. 

Soon, they were going beyond just kissing. Hunter cupped his professor's firm breast through her blouse, lifting and squeezing. With his other hand, he patted her ass. He always knew she had a great body, but it felt good to confirm. 



In his mind, Hunter caught a flash of a pair of deep brown eyes, red with tears. Molly's eyes. He could feel her watching from within. 

Hunter pulled away and held Professor Pierce at arms length. 

"I can't," he said, breathing heavily. 

Professor Pierce would not look at him. Her normally pale face was verging on plum colored.

"You just did," she said bitterly. 

"I'm sorry."

The Hunter left. He ran out of their, the shame creeping into every fiber of him. Professor Pierce watched him go from outside her car, the tears now streaming. 



Evan saw her golden hair first. Under the path light, it shimmered like strands of gold. 



When he looked, he only caught a momentary glimpse of her face, but it was enough. It was her. Felicia. 

Luckily, she did not see him. Instead, she marched down the path at a rapid pace, seemingly heading for the campus center. 

There was something different about Felicia, but Evan could not put his finger on it from this distance. He thought back to the girl in the hallway, the ruined room, and that awful, slithering thing. 

Don't worry, it's not interested in you.

That's what the girl had said, but what did it mean. Who were those things interested in. Had it come from Felicia?

Evan felt nauseous and exhausted. The past few days had been some of his worst, and the last hour was the apex of the shitshow, but he still wanted to know. What happened to Felicia?

He trailed her at a distance, only eyeing her every few seconds. It was slow work and the fear heightened with each second.

TBC

[MaggieMi]

Very nice share TS, please continue.

[JEMMA]

"I felt like such an idiot in front of Professor Pierce. Do you think she'll ever respect me after that display?"

Erin was having a full blown meltdown. 

"You are being so over dramatic!" Melissa said, giggling. 

"Besides, it's me who made a fool of myself. Oh hi there biology super lady, I hate science!"

"Yeah, you were no help, Melissa."

Melissa blew a raspberry at her and danced ahead. 

"Come on, I made you look good, Erin. Besides, you were fine. Professor Pierce seemed hella preoccupied, that's all."

Erin stopped and sighed loudly. To Melissa, the girl suddenly looked painfully tired and small. 

"What's wrong, girly?"

Erin kicked a pebble into the woods, found another pebble, and kicked that one too. 

"I'm stressed. It looks like I won't be getting an RA position, my roommate has kind of been an uber-bitch recently, and my hallway is really starting to creep me out. Also eggs!"

"Yeah, what the hell is up with that? No judgment, but your RA is a freak."

"She seemed so normal," Erin said, kicking another pebble. 

Melissa looked at her friend and her heart sank. In the light of the path, Erin's eyes looked so vacant and tired. What was worse, she seemed to have a slight tremble. 

"Hey, if you're roommate's being shitty and your hall is infested with eggs, you can always come back to my room. Bethany is chill."

Erin looked into Melissa's eyes and smiled. She looked like she was about to tear up. 

"Thanks, that actually means a lot. I might take you up on it. Either way, I still need to grab a few things. Maybe I'll make one more pass at talking to egg girl about my application."

"Well I'll come too. I've got time. What's homework even?" 

Melissa gave Erin a pat on the back and pulled her into a hug. 

"Thank you," Erin whispered softly. 



It was seven thirty when Liz saw the girl walk in. Liz had just finished her third cup of coffee in two hours and her brain was ready to go into orbit.

The campus coffee shop was located on the bottom floor of the campus center. It sat at the end of a long hallway that lead to a stairwell to the second floor and the meal hall. 

On a Tuesday evening, the coffee shop was usually dead and this night was no different. With nothing to do, Liz and her co-worker Lana people watched. They tracked anyone they didn't know as they came through the campus center or walked down the path by the store.

Once the person was gone, they would each make up a story about the person (or people) and judge which one was the best. The more outlandish, the better. 

When the girl walked in, nearly forty minutes had passed since the girls' last customer. They were desperate for a distraction. 

The girl was dressed in an oversized, rain-soaked sweatshirt and seemingly nothing else. She kept her eyes on the ground and refused to look at Liz or Lana, instead making a beeline to the bathroom. 



"Alright, we better come up with a good one for her," Liz said. 

She turned to Lana and saw that her coworker looked puzzled and slightly mortified. 

"You okay"

Lana pointed to the floor by the entrance. A trail of a dark green slime lead into the bathroom. 

"Did that come from her?"

"Yuck!" Liz said. "Okay, we really have to make this a good one."

"I don't know if I want to play this time. Something about her wasn't right. Is it just me?"

Liz blew on her blonde bangs and stepped up to the cash register. 

"She seemed like a weirdo, if that's what you mean."

"I guess," Lana said. "I just feel uncomfortable all of a sudden."

"You're no fun. Oh well, I guess my phone will have to do."

Liz subconsciously checked the security camera perched in front of her and placed her phone on the counter below the cash register, hopefully out of sight. 

"Do you think Debora actually checks that thing?" Lana asked. 

"I know she doesn't, but I'm still twitchy."

"It doesn't seem like you to be twitchy."

Liz yawned, eyed the camera once more, and locked her phone. She had to pee, again. 

"Normally, no. People tell me I'm crazy, hyper, perky," Liz said. 

"I don't think they're talking about just your personality with that last one."

Liz stuck her tongue out at Lana. 

"Anyways, I'm only twitchy when it comes to my parents. They've been total psychos since this thing in high school. Long story. Anyways, this job is one of the conditions they set for me staying in school. I don't like to take chances."

"Fair enough," Lana said. "But you kind of are taking a chance by having your phone out."

"A calculated risk."

Liz leveled her index finger at Lana. 

"I guess," Lana shrugged. then she pulled her phone out without a second glance at the camera. 

"Whatever," Liz said. She really had to pee now. 

"I'll be back," she said. "If I don't come back, the demon girl killed me."

Lana flashed Liz the peace sign without looking up from her phone. 

Liz took off her campus store visor and walked over the bathroom, taking care to not step in the trail of slime. Just another thing she had to clean later. Great. 

When she stepped into the bathroom, Liz immediately knew something was off. The room smelled, but not in the usual way. Having cleaned the campus bathroom several dozen times, she was used to the mixed odor of sanitizing chemicals and piss. 

However, what she smelled now was an overpowering scent unlike anything she had ever experienced. The odor was cloying, like honey, but also fruity. Under all of it was a muskyness like sweat or sex. 

Then there was the crying. Liz heard soft, heavy sobbing coming from the farthest stall. The door to the stall was open just a crack. 

"Great, now I feel like shit," Liz muttered under her breath. 

"Hey, are you alright?" She called out. 

The sobbing came to a sudden stop. Liz felt the hairs on the back of her neck starting to rise as every bit of her intuition screamed to run. 

No, that's not right, Liz thought. 

Liz stepped up to the final stall and knocked lightly on the door. 

"Hey, is you need help, we can call someone."

The girl on the other side was breathing deeply, as if she were in deep pain. 

Maybe she's incapacitated, Liz figured. 

She pushed open the door a crack and there, squatting on the ground was the girl. Her hair a raggedy mess, her natural blonde strands darkened and slicked with slime and sweat.

From this angle, Liz could see that the girl was not wearing anything below the waist. Green slime cascaded from the girl's vagina in big gobs. 

"What?"

It was all Liz could manage to say. 

The girl looked up, her eyes blazing an unnatural green. She had a wicked, hungry grin on her face. 

Lana never heard Liz's cries for help. 



"Stand," Emily commanded. 

Hades stood obediently. 

"So you really are my little toy," she said, marveling at the boy. 

He wasn't much to look at. Ugly and out of shape, cruel and broken, Hades wasn't a catch.

He was, however, a body to use. 

"Alright, next trick. Hades, tell me your birthday."

"March 19, 1999," he said in a flat monotone. 

"Good! That deserves a reward."

Emily walked up to her new toy and placed his hand on her right breast. The boy immediately started to squeeze and fondle Emily. He seemed especially fond of pinching her fat pink nipples. 

"Oh God, these things are sensitive. You certainly haven't lost your libido, that's for sure."

Hades said nothing, instead focusing entirely on Emily's chest. 

"Stop," Emily commanded. 

Hades obeyed. 

"Good boy."

Emily slipped back into her clothes and commanded Hades to change as well. He did so with no questions asked. 

"Alright, sweetie, we're going out for some more field testing. Can you act natural for me?"

Hades cocked his head to the side. The command didn't register. 

"Hmm. Can you act like you did before we met. You will still listen to my commands, but, uh, talk."

"Okay, will do," the boy said. 

He spoke with a neutral expression, but it was better than the monotone.

"Good boy! There will be a lot more boobies for you if you keep it up!"

Emily sent Hades down the hallway and sauntered behind him. The creature within was close. She gave it maybe another hour. Now she just needed to find a host for her little baby. 



Evan rushed into the campus center. All along the way, he had kept behind Felicia for nearly a quarter of a mile and it ensured that he wasn't seen. Now he was regretting this. 

For seemingly no reason, warning bells screamed in his head. 

He looked to the counter of the coffee shop and saw Lana. 

"Hey, have you seen Felicia Owens walk through here?"

Lana looked up from her phone and rolled her eyes. 

"Who?"

"Felicia Owens. RA for Newbury Hall. Don't you know her?"

"Unlike you, I don't know everyone on campus, Evan."

Evan scanned the coffee shop and the long hallway. It was deserted. 

"Doesn't Lizzie work this shift too? Where's she at? She's nicer to me."

Lana scoffed and hopped down from the counter. 

"Yeah, she's in the bathroom."

"Oh, good," he said. 

His brain felt scrambled. It was hard to think straight and even harder to get that girl from the hallway out of his brain. 

"Has anyone rolled through in like the last five minutes? I guess I should have asked that earlier."

"Yeah," Lana said.

"Yes I should have asked that earlier or yes someone rolled through?"

"Both."

"Cool, Who?"

"I didn't know her. I don't know all these people, Evan!"

Evan hated when Lana tried to flirt. She never got it right. 

"What did they look like?"

"She was blonde and messy, she left that."

Lana pointed to a trail of green slime that ran from the entrance to the bathroom. The substance was identical to the gunk in Felicia's room. 

"She went into the bathroom?"

"Yeah."

"And Liz is in the bathroom?"

"Yeah."

"Shit!"

Evan bolted down the hallway towards the bathroom. He could hear Lana trailing behind him, but he ignored her. 

The warning bells were now air raid sirens blasting directly into his inner psyche. 

Evan got to the door and reached for the handle, but Lana blocked him. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You can't go in there!"

"We need to open that door!" Evan shouted.

"Why?"

Evan searched for an explanation and came up blank. It wasn't like he had an explanation or anything. 

"We just need to."

"You're a freaking pervert."

Their argument was cut short when they both heard a faint moan come from beyond the bathroom door. 

Lana put her ear up to the door and suddenly her expression darkened. She held her hand up to Evan, signaling him to wait as she opened the door. 

When she did so, they both heard the moans much louder, along with heavy breathing and what sounded like a rhythmic squelching sound. 

Lana stepped into the bathroom and Evan followed her. They could see that the bathroom stall at the end was slightly ajar. 

What is it with half opened doors? Evan wondered. 

They stepped closer and could see the shadows of two people dancing across the far wall. 

Lana turned to Evan, all the spunk drained from her face. She just looked scared now.

Biting the bullet, Evan pushed open the door. Nothing prepared the pair for what they saw before them. 

Felicia had Liz Cameron bent over with her pants down and around her ankles. Felicia had Liz's campus store shirt pulled up and was choking the girl's taught breasts as she thrust against her. Liz's torn pink panties and bra sat discarded on the floor, both covered in green slime. 

That wasn't the strangest part at all. No, the strangest part was what Felicia was putting into Liz. 

From Felicia's crotch emerged a massive rod with a similar texture to the worm from the hallway. This thing glowed red and dripped green slime. Whatever it was, Felicia was ramming it into Liz's vagina with vigor. She seemed to be enjoying putting it in, too, if her labored breathing indicated anything. 

Wrapped around Liz's creamy thighs were two smaller, slender tentacles the same color and texture as the worm Evan saw in the hallway. 

Liz moaned softly as Felicia violated her, seemingly resigned to this fate and nearly unconscious. 

Felicia's belly was swollen and growing and her pace increased rapidly.

Lana clapped her hands over her mouth to stifle a scream. 

Evan broke out of his shocked state first. All he could do was scream, but that was enough.

Felicia immediately let go of Liz's breasts and turned to face Evan. For a moment, her eyes burned like a pair of emerald coals before fading to their regular blue. 

Evan and Felicia stared at each other in shared disbelief. Looking down at Liz, who she was still connected to, Felicia suddenly seemed overwhelmed with horror. 

She violently yanked her strange member out of Liz's vagina, causing a gout of bright, glowing slime to follow.

"Don't look at me," Felicia screamed, tears now filling her pretty blue eyes.

She surged forward, knocking Lana and Evan down in the process, and bolted out of the bathroom. Evan followed her while Lana tended to Liz. 

Felicia was gone, but a fresh trail of slime now coated the white tile floor. Maybe he could follow her. 

Evan looked back at the bathroom and thought of the crumpled body of Liz Cameron. Outside, it started to rain once more. 

Liz was mostly unconscious, her head cradled in Lana's lap. Every few seconds or so, she babbled something incoherently, but otherwise seemed unaware of Lana and Evan. 

"What the fuck was that?" Lana said. 

She was shaking and her usually olive skin was very pale. 

"I don't know," Evan said. 

"You're lying. You were looking for her."

"I guess that's true," Evan said. 

A strange calm blanketed him now. It was as if all the stress and panic had reset his system, and now he was on a rebound. All his thoughts felt distant, like his mind was underwater. 

"They found six more dead guys. I found them."

"Why would you say that?" Lana said. 

She was the inverse of Evan's calm, bordering on hysteria. 

"I think Felicia did it. The girl who did this. Holy shit, I think she did it."

Lana stared at him in disbelief. 

Evan looked up suddenly, feeling a strange clarity. 

"We need to get her help. Now. I'll call 911, you get her dressed."

Evan looked down at Liz and felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. Was it too late for her?



"Do you really need all this junk?" Melissa asked as she watched Erin fill her backpack to the brim. 

"Yes! Stop asking."

"Fine," Melissa said. 

The room still smelled weird, as did the hall. It was that sweet, strange odor that neither girl could put their finger on. 

Outside, the rain fell hard against the roof and pavement. It was an awful night. 

"Can you hurry?" Melissa asked for the fifth time. 

"I'm trying, Jesus."

"This place gives me the creeps."

As she said this, the door behind them swung open. The girls turned and froze. 

Standing there was Lily Myer, Erin's roommate, naked as the day she was born. Her eyes burned with green light. 

A girl joined Lily in the doorway. Her eyes were the same violent emerald, and she leered at the pair with gleeful hunger. Between her fingers writhed what looked like a giant leech. 

"Hi ladies," the girl said. "Ready to have some fun?" 



Felicia crouched by the water's edge, the rain pouring over her. 

She could feel it inside. It was hatching, even though its host was long gone.

The creature emerged from her aching vagina then. It was far and covered in little tendrils. Seizing it in her hands, Felicia held the monstrous thing up to her eyes. 

She was losing control again. She could feel it slipping away like grains of sand in an hourglass. She needed to act. 

Felicia squeezed the creature in her hands, feeling it fight desperately to stay alive. She couldn't let it fall into the water. It would find someone then. 



Finally, the worm ruptured, it's guts spraying across Felicia's face. Soon, the rain washed the gore away. She let the lifeless thing tumble to the ground and then she sobbed as the urges overtook her once more.

TBC

[JEMMA]

The girl held Haley close from behind. She heaved with excitement in Haley's ear, only causing the college freshman to reach new heights of terror. 

"How did I miss you before?" The girl asked in a husky voice. A voice thick with grotesque pleasure. "You're putting out energy like a goddamn nuclear reactor. All of it coming from right here."

The girl tapped the fingers of her left hand gently against Haley's forehead. With her right, she gagged Haley. 



If only she struggled, Haley knew she could break out. The girl didn't feel that strong. A good jostle could probably break Haley out of the grip.

The headache was back, however, and this time it was utterly overwhelming. The pain was so intense that Haley felt like vomiting. 

All the while, Haley could smell the sweet, musky odor of the girl behind as she writhed against Haley's backside. 



"I want to savour this, but I can't really help myself. This little guy certainly can't help himself much more, so open wide!" The girl said.

Haley felt fingers curl around the fabric of her cotton panties. Suddenly, her underwear was torn away and she felt something hot and fleshy writhe against her buttocks. 

Ice cold terror overtook Haley then. That thing rubbing against her was an abomination. It was unnatural. It was monstrous and it wanted her. 

She desperately tried to scream, but it was useless against the girl's muffling palm. 

Suddenly, Haley heard another voice. It did not belong to her attacker or anyone she recognized. All she knew was that it sounded female.

"I'm sorry," the voice said. 

Suddenly, there were several loud snapping sounds. Haley's attacker tumbled backwards and let go of her. Haley fell forward and gasped in fresh air. 

Her lungs burned and her heart raced and at the moment of release, Haley screamed louder than ever before. Her wailing cry cut across the campus, echoing out across the river. 



The awful, unholy mass of flesh was gone now though, and relief was already pulsing through the disoriented freshman. She stumbled to her feet and whirled around. 

Hunched over Haley's attacker was a blonde, athletic girl who was delivering several more hard strikes with what appeared to be a club or something. The brunette assailant writhed on the ground as blow after blow struck her skull and eyes. 



Haley stared slackjaw at the scene. The girl on the ground was sprawled out and from this angle, Haley could see she wasn't wearing panties. Normally, Haley would have blushed and looked away immediately, but her stupor kept her eyes fixed. 

From between the brunette's legs, something emerged. It was about five or six inches long and about an inch and a half thick. It glistened in the dying light and it's color was that of rotting swamps and stagnant pools. A sickly greenish black. 

It slithered out of the brunette's vagina and began to make its way through the grass towards Haley. The girl only stared. 



At first, the snake-like thing awkwardly dragged itself along, but after a few seconds, it picked up speed and improved its coordination. 



There was no mistaking it now, the creature was making a beeline for Haley and it was moving fast. 

Something inside Haley suddenly erupted, screaming at her to run away from this creature. She yelped and began to stumble backwards. Her foot caught a rock and she tumbled to the moist ground. 

The terrified freshman, eyes wet with tears, scrabbles backwards, but the creature was faster. It reached her sneaker and began to coil its way up her leg. 

Haley screamed again, feeling the warm, sinewy beast moving along her pale flesh. Given where it had come from, she could tell where it was going and the thought horrified her. 

"Help!" Haley screamed. 

The blonde girl looked up midswing and began to run over.

"Shit!" 

She completed the blow and bolted over, nearly sliding in the mud and falling on her ass in the process. 



Meanwhile, Haley tried her hardest to repel the awful creature attempting to enter her. She tried grabbing it, but it was very slippery. Trying to kick it off was just as futile as it gripped her skin tight and was already too far up her leg. The only option seemed to block her vagina with all her might, and that seemed like a losing battle with how agile the creature was. 

The blonde finally made it over and stared frantically at Haley. 

"Do something!" Haley screamed. 

The blonde raised her club and brought it down hard on Haley's leg where the creature was slithering. White hot pain erupted in Haley's thigh.

"Not that!"

"Shit, sorry," the blonde panicked. Then she brought down the club again.

"Fuck!" 

Fresh tears trickled into Haley's vision.

"Well it's working!"

The creature was no longer moving up Haley's thigh. Instead, it jittered and spasmed as if stunned. 

"Just get it off me," Haley demanded. 

"Fine," the blonde said.

She bent over and grabbed the stunned creature and with a tight grip, yanked it off Haley's leg. For a moment, it everything seemed alright. The blonde stepped back, holding the slimy bulk with both hands. Then all hell broke loose. 



In an instant, the work sprang to life. It aimed its fat head directly at the blonde's face and sprayed a jet of green slime in her eyes from an unseen orifice. 

[JEMMA]

The blonde screamed and stumbled backwards, flailing wildly before hitting a tree hard. The back of her head slammed against the tree trunk and she tumbled onto the ground, groaning. The worm was already slithering up the girl's arm, having found a new target.

Haley scrabbles to her feet and stared in wide eyed horror. The scene seemed to play out in sickening slow motion as the creature worked its way down the girl's shirt. 

For her part, the girl was in full on panic. She desperately tried to repel the creature, but she was blind and it was already under clothes and moving fast. Another few seconds and it would find its target. 

Haley suddenly felt a surge of energy. Headache be damned, she owed this girl too much. She rushed forward and grabbed the blonde's club, which had tumbled to the ground with the fall. 

Looking closely, Haley could see the lump of alien flesh working its way over the blonde's belly, getting close to the waistband of her shorts. 

"This is going to hurt," Haley said. "I'm sorry."

The blonde didn't have a chance to respond as Haley immediately drove the club down on the lump with all her might. 



The girl howled in pain, but the lump slowed its progress. Haley followed her first blow up with two others and immediately dove down. She pulled up the girl's t-shirt, revealing the stunned creature over her pale, toned midriff. 

Haley seized the creature in her hands and without hesitation, tossed as hard as she could into the woods. Good riddance.

There was a moan from behind Haley. Turning around, she saw her attacker writing on the ground. 

"We need to get out of here," Haley said. 

Every bone in her body was telling her to run. 

"Fuck, you hit me hard," the blonde whined. 

"Yeah, to save you! You did the same damn thing, now on your feet."

"I can't see!"

Haley could see that a mess of sticky goo the color of lime jello obscured the entire top half of the girl's face. It was layered on thick.

Using her skirt, Haley wiped off most of the stuff, though the blonde was clearly still struggling. Haley helped her to her feet, grabbed the club, and pulled the girl down the hill by the hand. 

In the woods near the path, the worm slammed into a tree and fell to the rain soaked earth below. For a few seconds, it twitched erratically, stunned by the blow. Then it recovered and began to slither through the grass and bushes like a snake. 



The four of them stood speechless for the better part of a minute. Given the circumstances, it was nearly impossible to find any words that fit. 

Then the girl that was not Erin's roommate shut the door behind her, the cold, short click of the mechanism indicating it was locked. Then the tension seemed to dissipate and things began to unwind. 

"Uh, Lily?" Erin asked. 

Her roommate looked drugged, staring at her with those bright, piercing green eyes. Those were new. Erin had seen Lily's glaring blue eyes enough times to know. Both girls must have been wearing colored contacts. 

However, the eyes weren't the only difference. With her roommate being completely nude, Erin was shocked to see how much the girl's figure. The curvaceous body and full, gravity defying globes Lily showed off were the last thing Erin ever would have expected. How did she seem so slim under her clothes? 



Erin recognized the girl as Megan Jensen, one of her hallmates. Although they had only spoken in passing, Erin knew Megan to be one of the popular sophomores, insofar as popularity was a thing in college. She didn't seem like the type of girl to barge into another person's room carrying whatever the hell it was in her hand. 

Lily let out a soft whimper and grasped at her belly. She looked like she was ready to hurl. 

"What's happening. Something's moving around," the girl moaned. 

Megan stepped over to Lily and stroked her hand along the girl's back. In her other hand was a slimy, writhing mass of dark flesh that was alive in the most unsettling possible way. Erin's eyes kept flashing between it and her roommate, both sights utterly mesmerising. 

"Don't worry honey, you're just about to give birth!" Megan said with soft glee. 

"What?"

Lily looked horrified. She clutched her belly tighter. 

"Just follow my lead," Megan said. 

Then the girl turned her attention back to Erin and Melissa. 

"Erin, what's going on?" Melissa asked nervously, backing away from Megan. 

Erin look from Melissa to Megan to Lily. The surreal nature of the moment was inescapable. All of it, especially the twitching, oozing worm spiraling up Megan's arm, made Erin want to pinch herself and wake up from the bad dream. 



"Both of you are about to receive a gift, does that answer your question?" Megan said.

She closed in on Melissa slightly, maintaining of vice grip on the slipper creature between her fingers. Erin watched Melissa reach into her pocket and pull out the pink bottle mace attached to her keychain, keeping it ready at her side. 

At that moment, Erin realized that things were accelerating out of control. A voice inside spoke to her. 

You want to be an RA right? Defuse the situation and show you've got what it takes. 

Erin stepped across the room to stand next to Melissa and gently placed her hand over Melissa's. That mace needed to be a last resort. 

"Guys," she said to the girls in front of them. "I really don't want anyone to get hurt. If this is some kind of prank, you know early halloween, that type of thing. If you're just messing around, please let me know." 

Megan threw her head back and giggled loudly. There was something cold and hard in the way she laughed that chilled Erin. Still, she pushed on. Erin never gave up on a chance to prove herself. 

"Megan, right?" 

"Erin," Megan said. "Oh you are adorable." 

"Okay, you don't have to be rude." 

Melissa pushed Erin's arm away and started to lift the mace. Panicking, Erin grabbed her friend's hand and held it down.

"I'm not trying to be rude," Megan continued. "It's just funny to watch you. You really are a goodie two-shoes." 

"What the fuck is your deal?" Melissa snapped. 

Megan ignored Melissa and instead held the arm with the worm coiled around it up to her face. To Erin, it looked like the creature's movements were getting more and more erratic. 

"What'll it be, sweetie? The oblivious goodie-goodie or the moodie Otaku?" 



Erin could feel the tension in Melissa's arm. How long would it be until the girl snapped and did something foolish? 

For her part, Erin was beginning to feel a deep, sinking feeling that this was a lot more than a joke. This girl Megan seemed psychotic. Maybe she drugged Lily? 



"Okay, Megan. Lily. Guys, I'm going to need to call public safety. I'm feeling threatened and I know Melissa is to." 

"Erin or Melissa," Megan said to the worm in her hands. "I guess you don't care, as long as you get a warm, wet slit to go up." 

"Warm wet what?" Melissa asked. 

Megan was not someone to reason with. Hell, she seemed on the verge of getting dangerous. Erin turned her attention to Lily. The girl looked half physically ill and half high as a kite. Still, she was Erin's roommate and possibly the last option to de-escalate this strange, unreal situation. 

"Lily, as your roommate, I'm asking you to please have Megan leave." 

"Stop talking, please," Lily whimpered. "I-oh god I need it." 

From between Lily's legs, a gout of greenish fluid sprayed onto the floor. Erin gazed at the mess in growing horror. 

That's when Melissa lost it. She pushed Erin back and brought her arm with the mace to bear. She aimed point blank and sprayed several pulses and Megan before the girl had a moment to respond. 

Megan screamed and tumbled backward, flailing her arms to get the burning liquid away from her. In the process, the worm that had been coiled around her hand flew through the air and landed right in the middle of the room. It immediately began slithering towards Erin. 

"What the fuck is that thing?" Melissa screamed, spraying the worm with her mace. 

The creature was unphased and continued to make its way towards Erin. Melissa turned and readied her foot to stomp the creature dead when a body collided with her, sending her to the ground. Her shoulder connected hard with the tile floor, sending vibrations down her arm. 

Erin watched in horror as her roommate, naked as the day she was born, mounted Melissa. Slime oozed from her vagina, splattering her creamy thighs. Something else was coming from the girl's crotch. Something as wriggling and alive as the creature nearly at Erin's foot. 

It was at that moment that Erin lost it. Panic took hold, driving out all reason.

Erin slammed her foot down on the worm below her as hard as she could. She felt the resistance of supple flesh against her heel as well as the creatures horrible, incessant movements. 

Bringing her foot down again, Erin heard a loud clap of her heel making contact followed immediately by a loud squelching noise. Erin felt the body of the creature give out. One more stomp and it would be done for. 

Erin slammed her foot down and heard an enraged voice call out from across the room. 

"Goddamnit, you idiot," Megan screamed. 

Her green eyes streamed tears. She was already starting to get to her feet. 

From below her, Erin heard the sound of Melissa struggling against Lily. Glancing over, Erin watched an unreal scene unfold in front of her. 

Lily had three distinct tentacles squirming from her crotch, each one roughly a foot long. The tentacles danced across Melissa's exposed belly, leaking a fluid that almost seemed to glow even in the bright dorm lights. 

Melissa was struggling to keep Erin's roommate at bay, but her eyes were getting more vacant with each second. Something was happening to her. 



Erin rushed forward and gave Lily a hard push. To her surprise, Erin managed to send the girl tumbling over. Melissa moaned softly, her belly covered in glowing slime. 

"Oh crap. We need to go, Melissa!" Erin cried, extending a hand to her friend. 

Melissa lifted her hand and gently grasped Erin's wrist. She was panting heavily and seemed to be struggling to stay awake. 

"Where do you think you're going, you prissy little bitch?" Megan said, her voice full of venomous fury. 



Erin watched everything unfold in slow motion. Megan was getting to her feet, looking ready to murder someone. Lily was rolling over and eyeing both Erin and Melissa hungrily. Melissa was on her feet, but barely. She was clutching her crotch and looked red in the face. 

Face it girl, you are running out of time. 

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Warmth and strength flooded Erin. This was her chance. 



If she could get past Megan and open the door, then her and Melissa were home free. Whoever was on the other side would help. 

Erin took a deep breath, summoned all her courage, and charged forward. While Megan blocked her way, the girl was not in good condition. Her vision was clearly severely hampered by the mace and she looked ragged. This only pushed Erin to move even faster. 

As Erin got to Megan, the half-blind girl lunged at her with both arms. Seeing this coming, Erin ducked and thrust her shoulder into Megan's chest. She felt the girl's soft breasts shake as she made contact. 

For a sickening moment, Erin felt Megan push back and she feared she wouldn't get through. Then the force became too much for Megan and she tumbled backwards and to the right.

I did it! 



Erin cheered herself on internally and lunged for the door without a second's hesitation. She opened it to find an attractive girl with shortcut blonde hair and glasses staring back at her in the doorway. The girl's eyes blazed with the same green flame as the other two. 

All Erin had time to think in the second after opening the door was a short, sickening no. 

Then the blonde in the doorway drove her fist into Erin's gut and pushed her onto her back in the dorm room. Stepping into the room, the blonde closed and locked the door, set down a backpack, and descended on Erin. 



Erin tried desperately to get to her feet, but the blonde was on her before she could make any headway. The girl was strong and fast and had Erin pinned completely in only a few seconds. 

"Help!" Erin screamed. "Oh God, please help!" 

"Shut her up!" Megan cried to the blonde girl. 

The blonde girl slammed an open palm down hard on Erin's mouth, muffling her screams. 

"Grab the bag," the blonde said. "I have duct tape and rope." 

A moment later, Megan was by the blonde's side and grabbing Erin's arms. Erin tried to fight with all her strength, but she was a small girl and she had two people restraining her, it was a losing game. Megan and the blonde girl secured several strips of duct tape around Erin's wrists, binding her hands. Then the blonde slipped a strip over Erin's mouth. 



Erin felt hot tears in her eyes. It just was not fair. She had been brave. She had acted like a leader for a single moment and what did it get her? 

Suddenly, Erin became aware of more squelching noises from behind her, as well as two distinct voices moaning. Erin angled her head back to try and see and immediately regretted this. What she saw horrified her. 



Lily was on top of Melissa again and now had the girl's shorts pulled down past her buttocks. The tentacles from before, each one writhing with a mind of its own, were seemingly buried within Melissa.

Megan looked at the sight and then turned back to Erin, beaming. 

"Look at them go," she said. "Your friend's even getting into it." 

Erin let out a stifled scream, but the duct tape muffled it. She could see that Megan was right. She could see Melissa's hips thrusting upwards slightly with each jolt of the tentacles. 

Megan giggled. 

"You don't want to know what your roommate's about to do to her." 

The blonde chimed in. 

"It's going to be a hell of a sight." 

Megan stood up and walked over to the smashed mass of worm-flesh on the ground a couple feet away. She picked up a single clump of flesh and held it up for Erin to see. A fat stream of greenish translucent slime trickled to the floor. 



TBC

[JEMMA]

"Between her pepper spraying me and you smashing my dear pet, you've both been quite a pain in the ass tonight," Megan said.

The moaning behind Erin was intensifying. The sounds were almost painfully wet.



"I think you killing my pet was worse. I liked that little thing. All it wanted was to find a home," Megan continued. "You're friend has maybe a minute or two tops. Then Lily is going to cum and what happens next. Well, it's not going to be good for your little friend."

Erin struggled against her bonds, but between the duct tape and the blonde straddling her, it was a lost cause.

"However," Megan said. "I could make you a deal. I'll save your friend if you make me another pet."

This flabbergasted Erin. Make her a new pet? How the hell was she supposed to make her a new pet. 

"Promise not to scream? If you do It'll be your friends life," Megan said, pulling the edge of Erin's duct tape gag.

Erin nodded. What other choice did she have?

Megan pulled away the gag and Erin gasped for breath. 

"I don't understand," Erin said. 

"It doesn't matter, you're running out of time! You have less than a minute. Your friend might not make it otherwise! Yes or no?"

"I don't understand. Just tell me," Erin sobbed.

"Yes or no? Save your friend or don't. Choose."

"Yes!" Erin cried. "I'll do it. Just tell me how."

"Good girl," Megan said. 

She stood up and walked over to Lily and Melissa. Gripping Lily by the shoulders, Megan yanked the girl backwards, pulling her out of Melissa in the process. 

"No! I need it Megan!" Lily screamed. 

"Hush."

On the floor, Melissa arched her back and gasped, greenish-white slime leaking from her vagina. 



"She's a little shook up, but she's going to pull through," Megan said cheerfully. "All thanks to you. You're such a good friend, Erin!"

Erin's heart sank. What the hell did she just agree to?

Megan bent over Lily and reached between the girl's legs, stroking her clitoris with her index finger. The reaction from Lily was immediate. The girl squeaked, bucked her hips into Megan's fingers, and began to babble in pleasure. 



"Just focus on her. Isn't she pretty," Megan said, pointing to Melissa. "Keep going, you're almost there Lily!"

Erin watched in horror as Lily's stomach deformed, looking as if some unseen mass was shifting beneath her skin. Lily's movement's were getting more and more erratic and a steady flow of slime oozed from the girl's vagina. 

Finally, Lily seemed to hit a climax. Arching her back well past what should have been natural, the girl screamed in a peak of body shaking pleasure. 

Erin watched in horror as something emerged from between Lily's writhing tentacles. It was a dark green and bulbous, looking to be about two or three inches in diameter. 



Then the thing pushed its way out further and Erin saw what it was. It was another worm nearly identical to the one she had crushed with her foot only moments before. 

Megan snatched the worm along its slimy shaft and pulled it clear of Lily's vagina, causing the girl to gasp loudly. Holding it up in the air, Megan seemed satisfied with her new creature. 

"Isn't he a beauty?" Megan said, turning to Erin. 

Erin gazed at the nasty, oozing creature with mounting disgust. There was something deeply unnatural about it. 

"There. You have your pet. Isn't that what you want?"

Megan giggled. 

"Not exactly," she said. "You're still going to make me a new one."

The girl was absorbed in her new pet, turning it this side and that in the light. She wore a look of almost childish glee. 

Megan idly walked over and knelt beside Erin, giving her an unpleasantly close look at the writhing creature curled between the girl's fingers like a snake. Erin stared in disbelief. 



That thing had just come out her roommate. None of this could be real and yet it was unfolding right in front of her. 

The closer the bizarre creature got to Erin, the more it seemed to fidget and squirm. As Megan leaned close to Erin, the creature practically vibrated.



It's excited by you, a voice said in Erin's head.

"Curious little guy. Doesn't look like much at first, but don't underestimate him."

Megan positioned her knees so that they pinned Erin's arms and then she commanded the blonde. 

"Strip her."

Before Erin could react, the blonde was pulling the hem of her skirt and panties down. Erin felt cool air settle on her crotch, sending her into panic mode. 



All of a sudden, it crashed into horrible clarity. The shape of the creature, the way it jittered around Erin, all this business about her "making a new one."

"No!" Erin screamed. 

She kicked at the blonde and managed to get her on the cheek with one blow. 

The blonde swore and slapped Erin hard across the face. Then she seized both of Erin's legs and pinned them with her own. 

"Careful!" Megan shouted. 

"That's kind of hard right now," the blonde snapped back. 

Erin could not rip her eyes from the creature in Megan's hand. The slime ridden monster that was her destiny. There was no coherent thought for that. Words failed Erin and all she could do was whimper and cry out. 



"Should I gag her?" The blonde asked Megan. 

"No. I want to hear her. Now switch with me." 

The blonde started to shift her weight. 

Fight, Erin thought. This is your only chance. 

The second Erin's right leg came free, she kicked the blonde with all her might, driving her heel hard into the girl's ribs. The girl snarled and fell backwards, freeing Erin's other leg. 

Erin felt her courage pour into her heart. She was going to make it. 

Swinging her legs, Erin managed to twist her body around so that her belly was on the ground. 

"Fuck," Megan shouted. "What are you doing?" 

The blonde charged forward and grabbed ahold of Erin's right heel. Erin kicked at her again, clipping her on the jaw. The hit must have landed hard, because the girl cried out in pain. 

"Lily, get over here and help!" 

Erin couldn't help but glance over. Lily was bent over Melissa's catatonic form, gently caressing the girl's breasts and kissing her here and there.

"Damnit Lily, not now!" Megan cried again. 

The girl snapped out of it and began to stumble over. 

Erin ripped her bound hands away from Megan and scrambled to her knees. She just needed to get to her feet. If she could get to her feet, everything else would fall into place. 



Planting one foot, Erin readied herself to leap up. She felt a swell of energy and purpose, the drive for survival, and a readiness for action.

That's when Lily slammed into her. 

No, Erin thought. That's just not fair. 

She slammed into the ground. The back of her skull hit the tile hard enough that she saw stars and felt numb in her arms and legs. 



A moment later, all three girls were on her. The blonde held her arms, Lily secured her legs, and Megan descended, a sickening grin on her face. 



"No, please," Erin whimpered. "I can give you money for your pet. We won't tell anyone. Please just let us go." 

Megan tittered and ran a finger down Erin's cheek. 

"This is so cute. I'm glad I picked you. You're more fun than her," Megan said, pointing to Melissa. 

Erin followed Megan's finger and looked to Melissa. For a moment, her heart swelled. Melissa was unbound!

Then her heart plummeted. Looking into Melissa's eyes, Erin knew it was hopeless. The girl was clearly in some kind of stupor. She looked on at the four of them through vacant eyes, idly pawing at her crotch.

"She just would not appreciate what was happening to her. She's completely out of it. That's all thanks to your roommate." 

"Please," Erin begged. 

Megan pulled in close and kissed Erin's cheek. The girl smelled so sweet, her body seeming to exude an odor of pure attraction. It made Erin's head swim. 

"For a goodie-two-shoes, you put up one hell of a fight," Megan said. "I'm impressed. You're pretty cute too." 

Then the girl unceremoniously yanked Erin's skirt down again, this time to around her knees. Caressing Erin's supple dark thigh flesh, Megan sighed deeply and seemed to prepare herself. 

One more time, Erin thought. Just try one more time. You have to!

Erin jammed her hips to the side and tried to free a foot from Lily's grasp. She almost got it before her roommate grabbed hold of the inside of her calf and slammed her leg back down. 

"Can you put it in already?" The blonde asked frantically. "She keeps fighting." 

Put it in? Erin's eyes bulged out of their sockets on hearing this. It was obvious with her skirt pulled down and the wiggling thing in Megan's hand being shaped the way it was, but hearing it all put into words. Hearing it made real brought a new level of surreal horror to the situation. 

"Fine," Megan said. "You guys are no fun." 

She turned to Erin and smiled gently. 

"Such a prim and proper little girl. Always following the rules and going by the book. I had you pegged the day I met you." 

"She wants to be an RA," Lily chimed in. 

"That follows. Well Erin, let's see how long you stay a good girl with this crawling between your legs." 



Megan lifted the worm up for Erin to see. Droplets of slime oozed from it's wriggling body. That was her future, her destiny. 

"No! Get it away! Get it away!" Erin screamed at the top of her lungs. 

"Are you sure you don't want to gag her?" The blonde asked again. 

"Not on your life." 

"Melissa, help!" Erin screamed desperately craning her neck to see her friend. "Help me please God. You have to help me." 

Melissa looked up at her and for a moment, the fever seemed to break. A single drop of clarity filled the girl and her eyes widened as she looked at the scene in front of her. 

Then it all collapsed. Melissa, overwhelmed by whatever drug or freak substance Lily had put in her, fell back into her stupor, her fingers running over her crotch. 

Erin burned with a suffocating mixture of anger, frenzy, and sorrow. Melissa was right there and all she could do was touch herself while her friend's life ended. 

"Help me for God's sake. Don't just sit there! Please, oh god, please!" 

Erin sobbed now, feeling her voice go hoarse. 

Then Megan cupped Erin's cheek and pulled her into a forceful, wet kiss. As she pulled away, their lips connected by a slight rope of saliva, she whispered to Erin. 

"Welcome to the sisterhood." 

[JEMMA]

Suddenly, Erin felt something hot and wet push against her nether lips. She screamed in horror and once again tried to break free, but her hands and arms were held too tight for escape. 

The thing between her legs was pushing against her, trying desperately to get in. It was so big. Too big. 

"It hurts! You're ripping me apart!" Erin screamed.

Megan threw her head back and moaned gleefully. 

"Goddamn you're tight. There's virgins, but this is next level." 

The creature was pushing harder against Erin, it's slime coating her labia and clitoris. Where it touched, it seemed to light up her nerves. Erin felt her crotch beginning to throb as the creature continued its assault. 

It's too big, Erin panicked. It's going to tear me in half. 

At that moment, she felt the creature slam into her vagina, aided by Megan, who was pushing it forward. Mind bending pain exploded between Erin's legs as she felt her vagina slowly but surely stretch apart to accommodate the throbbing hot bulk of the creature. The head of the repulsive thing steadily nudged its way into Erin's tight, virgin slit. 

Erin screamed. She screamed until her lungs emptied of air and then she screamed again. Her throat burned from screaming, but she did not care. The pain and trauma of what was happening between her legs was too great.

With a wrenching agony, Erin felt the entire bulbous head of the creature enter her. Something hot was trickling from her ruined crotch.

The feeling of the thing inside of her was pure agony. It was so big and it stretched her tight slit well beyond capacity. 

"Yes!" Megan cheered. "I was beginning to worry." 

"Pull it out!" Erin whimpered. "Pull it out of me. I can't take it." 

Megan stroked Erin's face and smiled. 

Now that the head was firmly lodged inside of Erin, the rest of the body was following suit. The creature moved slowly, inch-by-inch. Powerful muscles in the body of the creature allowed it wriggle its way deeper. Meanwhile, the slime lit up every surface it touched with pleasure. 

The tingling warmth Erin felt from the creature's fluids only made the experience even more humiliating. Her own body was betraying her. The unwanted arousal stimulated her vaginal muscles and Erin could feel her body welcoming the invader deeper even as she desperately tried to resist it. 

"I can't wait to see what you become," Megan said. "Baby sister." 

So much of the unholy creature was inside of Erin already. Nearly half of its length was now planted within her and its entry was only getting easier. A stream of juices flowed from Erin's crotch, a mixture of blood, slime, and, with the ever increasing pleasure, girl cum. 

"I don't want this," Erin bawled. "Get it out. Get it out!" 

Megan ran fingers along Erin's pussy lips and laughed. 

"Your body is saying something different." 

"Please!" 

Instead, Megan touched her index finger to Erin's clit and began to massage it. A fresh flood of unwanted stimulation shot through Erin's body and she felt the worm quicken its pace. Most of it was already in her, with only a few inches of tail still flicking from her pussy. 

"Once it's all the way in," Megan said, addressing the blonde. "I want you to remove the duct tape and let her go." 

"What? What if she runs?"

Megan nodded, looking down at the sobbing, whimpering girl below her. 

"Oh, I'm counting on it." 

"Fine," the blonde said. 

The last few inches of tail flicked once, twice, and disappeared completely within Erin's vagina. The girl could sense it entering her completely and could feel it getting closer and closer to her center. She screamed and her body seized up, her vagina spasming in a strange blend of pain and pleasure. 

"Cut her loose," Megan said. 

The blonde stood up and grabbed her backpack. Rummaging through it, she found the ornate switchblade from Hades room and flicked it open. 

Suddenly, a loud groan emanated from the back of the room. All the girls except for Erin turned to see Melissa struggling to her feet. The girl looked like shit, her hair a frizzy mess and her eyes sunken, but she was clearly awake. 

"You Fugging bitch," she said to Megan.

Then she began to stumble towards the girls on the floor with arms outstretched. Megan stared blankly at the girl, seeming unable to process what was happening. 

Melissa grabbed Megan by the throat and began to choke her. Megan gagged and struggled against the girl, but found her to be a lot stronger than expected. 

"Help!" she gasped. 

The blonde surged forward and with her non-dominant hand socked Melissa in the stomach, but the girl would not let go. She tried again with the same result. 

It was Lily that finally got her. The girl pounced on Melissa, taking her out by the knees and sending her to the ground. 

"You fugging bitches," Melissa drunkenly screamed. "I'm going to kill you." 

Megan stroked her throat and looked back at Erin. The girl was blubbering on the ground, kicking her legs. Clearly, the creature was settling in for the long run. 

"You're too late," she said. "Lindsay, cut her free." 

Lindsay cut away Erin's bonds and stepped back from the girl. Erin did not react immediately. She still whimpered quietly, arching her back and kicking her legs every few seconds as the parasite within moved deeper. 

Megan commanded her two underlings then. 

"Hold this one down and make her watch. Something tells me we're about to be in for a show." 

The blonde, Lindsay, and Lily each took an arm and lifted Melissa to her feet. The girl struggled, but with both sides secured, she wasn't going anywhere. Horrified, she gazed down at her friend. 

"What did you do to her?" 

"I think you saw pretty clearly," Megan said. 

"Well what's going to happen to her?" 

"Oh, you'll see." 

Suddenly, Erin let out an ear piercing scream that put all her others to shame. In that scream was pure agony as if something was tearing her apart from the inside. The girl clutched at her belly and started to babble incessantly. 

"Oh God, it's inside me. It's inside me. I feel it. Oh god it's inside of me." 

She repeated variations of this over and over. Tears streamed down her face. 

Within Erin, a sharp pain had erupted in her core. For a moment, the sensation burned like a hot iron, running from deep inside of her belly to her spine. Then it ceased, replaced by something new. Something alien. 

She could feel it crawling up her spine, worming its way into her tissue. Something hot pumped through her, saturating everything it touched.

All the pain died in an instant. The ache of Erin's torn hymen and stretched vaginal canal, her the stinging that etched its way from her womb, all of it. It simply was there one moment and gone the next. 

Erin flopped onto her belly and gasped for breath. Something was tearing through her body, molding and reforming little things here and there. It should have been pure agony, but Erin felt no pain. Just movement. 

At that moment, a flood of pleasure hit Erin hard, causing her to gasp and writhe. She felt a gush of fluid blast from her vagina as the first of many orgasms rolled over her. 

Then came the voices. Little whispers, erupting from deep within her mind, began to speak to her. Erin could hear words and phrases exploding like fireworks in her brain. It was all alien, stemming from something other than her own mind. 

Welcome us, Erin. 

Let us in. 

"No!" Erin whimpered. 

She grasped at her crotch in vain, trying desperately to reach in and dislodge the thing inside of her. 

In! Let us in! Join us!

"Get out of my head. Get out!" 

"Having a little trouble, Erin?" Megan teased. 

Erin struggled to her feet only to be hit by another mind numbing orgasm. As the pleasure washed over her brain, she crumpled to her knees. Slime and juices trickled down her slim brown legs. 

Let us in! You know you want us in you!

"Erin, fight it!" Melissa cheered. 

Erin jolted up and stared at Melissa. She was on her feet now and staring at her in horror. 

Now she could move? Well it was too damn late. 

Good. Screw her. Let us in. 

"I can't," Erin said, cradling her head. 

You need us. 

"No!" She screamed. 

"Erin. This isn't you!" Melissa called. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. 

"Shut up!" Erin snapped up. 

She scrambled to her feet and pulled up her skirt. Her legs were soaked with her own filth, the fluid cooling her legs in the air of the dorm room. 

Erin felt like an alien in her own body. It was as if her insides were all mixed up and warped, and the changes seemed to only be accelerating. 

What is happening to me?

Joining. Letting us in.

"But I can't," she whispered. "It's wrong. This is wrong." 

Another wave of pleasure caused Erin's legs to buckle. The voices were multiplying, swimming deeper into her mind. Her head throbbed as new, bizarre thoughts filled it. 

Megan slinked begins Erin and wrapped her arms around the girl's midsection. 

"It's okay, just give in. You'll feel a lot better if you do."

"No," Erin cried. "Get away from me."

Erin pulled away from Megan and cradled her head in her hands, tears flowing down her cheeks. 

"It's in my head. It's in my fucking head."

"Just let it take you," Megan said.

"No! Fight it!" Melissa screamed. 

"Shut up," Erin growled bitterly. "Both of you. Stay away from me."

Melissa stared horrified at Erin. Seeing her like that made Erin burn with shame. 

TBC

[JEMMA]

Why did she have to look at me like that? This was her fault, after all.

Her fault. Let us in.

Erin doubled over, desperately grasping at her temples. Her whole body felt hot and tingly. The sensation was so intense that it almost hurt. The whispers scratched at her brain, begging to be let in. Waves of orgasms splashed over her, one after another. 



"It's too much. I can't stop it," she sobbed. "It's coming in."

"Erin please," Melissa cried. "This isn't you."

"Shut up!" 

For a moment, Erin's eyes blazed with the same green fire as the other infected girls. She trembled in front of the others, her mind fragmenting. 

Then she snapped. 

"Oh God," Erin cried. 

Then she turned, ripped open the door and ran out of the room. 

"Should we follow her?" Lindsay asked. 

"Nah," Megan said. "She'll turn up soon enough."



Penny Atwood stood at the side entrance of her dorm and fumbled for her key card in her purse. The light around campus was dying out, giving rise to a cool Autumn night with just a touch of fog. Penny didn't like this one bit; it creeped her out. 

Every few seconds, Penny would dart her eyes around, searching in the shadows for some kind of threat. This only made the search for her keycard harder and with her awful eyesight, it was a wasteful task. Still, the girl could not help herself. She was a scaredy cat.

Penny's fingers kicked onto the cool, sleek plastic of the card. She pulled it out and struck a pose. 

"Got ya!" She cheered. 

"Penny!" A harsh voice shouted from behind her. 

Penny screamed, dropping her card, her bag, and her last wit. She stumbled forward and slammed into the door, where she remained for a couple seconds, whimpering. 

"Jesus Christ," the voice said. "What's the matter with you?"

Penny recognized it now. Her body eased, but she still breathed heavily, her heart beating in her chest. 

"Hey Eliza," she said. "What's up?"

Penny gazed longingly at the elfen redhead. She was everything Penny was not. Gorgeous, skinny, incredibly sharp, and extremely assertive. If a mirror could show opposites, that was the sensation of looking at Eliza Penbrooke.

"Your roommate. Where is she? Have you seen her? Take me to her?"

Eliza stepped in close and jabbed her pointer finger into Penny's shoulder. 

"Hey! I don't know!" Penny cried. "I've been gone from campus all week!"

"Why?" Eliza asked sharply.

"Uh-Um-a family emergency! Please Eliza, you're scaring me. I don't know where Lindsay is. Why?"

Eliza glared fire at Penny for a moment and then backed off. 

"I'll believe that. Here, I'm coming to your room with you."

Eliza pushed pat Penny and swiped the door open. Penny picked up her keycard and stared at it morosely for a moment. 

"Hey, wait! You still haven't told me about Lindsay," Penny called after Eliza.

"Not now," Eliza said, marching down the hall. 

Penny followed her in, jogging to catch up. As she moved, she was aware of every jiggle and roll. She hated running normally, but in the presence of the avatar or petite bodies, the sensation was deeply painful. 

"But she's my roommate, Eliza! I deserve to know if there's something wrong with her."

Eliza ignored her. Instead, she reached Penny's door and began to slam on it as hard as she could. There was no response. 

"Hey! Easy girl," Penny said.

This elicited a caustic glare from Eliza and nothing more. The pounding resumed. 

From across the hall, a sleepy looking girl with overgrown black hair stepped out. Penny recognized her as Cece Ramírez. 

"What's going on? Everything okay?" Cece said in a slurred, exhausted voice. 

Penny eyed her hallmate with the same look of somber frustration she gave to Eliza. There had not come a moment yet where Penny had seen Cece without a pair of pajamas or sweatpants and some kind of slouchy shirt. Despite this, she was gorgeous! 

Long, unkempt curls of black hair. Full cherry lips and soft skin with just a touch of mocha mixed with a generous helping of cream for color. A good figure - though this Penny was not too sure of as Cece almost exclusively wore shirts a size or two too large. The girl was too sleepy to know she was hot and still beat Penny out any day of the week. 



"Things are fine," Eliza said, pounding hard on the door once more. 

"She's obviously not in there Eliza!" Penny said. 

All of this commotion was making her sick to her stomach. 

Eliza glared at Penny and the girl felt herself wither like a rose covered in bleach. No, not a rose. Roses were pretty, no matter what. A dandelion pumped full of weed killer. Nothing remarkable and dead before anyone noticed. 

"Can you keep it down a little? You know, with the banging like an ape?" Cece asked. 

Eliza whirled on the girl, clearly ready to explode, but Cece was already disappearing back into her dark room. 

"Fuck her," Eliza said loud enough to clearly be heard. 

"Here. I'll open the door for you. I can text Lindsay too. Look, if you tell me what's wrong, I can help. I want to help." Penny said. 

Eliza softened a little and nodded. 

Opening the door revealed nothing of particular note. The room was as Penny had left it, for the most part. Lindsay's bed was a complete mess, but it would have been strange if it was made. 

The only strange thing Penny noticed was a slight yet distinct smell in the room. After a good month living in the dorms, she learned to recognize the smell of the halls and her room. A musty, woody scent sat as a backdrop to the comings and goings of college life and it was now unmistakable. 

However, the smell in Penny's room now was something different. Something sweet and heady with a wild, organic touch. 

"Do you smell that?" Penny asked Eliza. 

"What?"

"It smells funny in here." 

Eliza sniffed the air and shrugged her shoulders. 

"I guess. I figured it was an air freshener." 

"It's not. We don't have one. At least, we didn't before I left campus." 

"Got it," Eliza said. "Mind if I check around?" 

"Uh, sure. But what's up? I feel like I deserve to know what's going on with Lindsay since I kinda have to live with her." 

"Fair's fair. To put it simply: your roommate put one of my friends in the hospital." 

Penny's breath caught in her throat. The world seemed to spin around her and her head felt light. 

"Jesus Christ! She beat someone up?"

"No. I don't know what she did. I just know she did it. Do you know Micah?" 

"Um, I'm not sure. I don't really know a lot of people. She's your friend. I just have to live with Lindsay." 

"Artsy guy that hangs around Lindsay sometimes. Trying to grow a beard but not really getting there?"

Penny recognized him and nodded her head. 

"Well she did something to make him really, really sick. He's in the hospital with some kind of pernicious anemia. Low white blood cell counts. Weak. Pale. It really fucked him up." 

Pernicious anemia was a term that rang a bell. Penny tried to search back through the disorganized filing of her brain and tried to find where she heard it before. 

"Salem's Lot!" she said suddenly. 

Eliza looked at her like she had horns growing out of her head. 

"Pernicious anemia. Salem's Lot. It's a Stephen King book. Vampires. People bitten by vampires start exhibiting pernicious anemia before dying and, um, becoming more vampires." 

"Good for you, I guess?" 

Penny blushed. Sometimes she got carried away and showed her ass. She hated this. 

"I can text Lindsay and try to find her," she said. 

"Yeah, do that." 

"I'll let you know when I find her." 

Eliza flashed a bright, maniacal grin at Penny. 

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere until she comes back here." 

Penny deflated. After a week of funerals, tense family dinners, and dreaded board game healing nights, she desperately needed space and this little redheaded rage pixie wasn't going to give it to her. 

"Fine," she said. "Absolutely fine." 

[JEMMA]

There was a steadily growing pool of vomit spreading across the brick walkway by McCreedy Hall. Haley watched as the blonde girl spewed chunks of half-digested scrambled eggs and bits of fruit.

Most of the slime had been wiped off of the girl, but she still seemed to be puking from getting a faceful of it. 

Finally, the girl dry heaved and managed to compose herself a little. She looked like death. 

"I'm sure you have a lot of questions," she muttered. "But give me a minute."

"That's fine," Haley said.

She was cold and every muscle seemed to tremble, but despite all this, the world felt lighter. She was here, alive.

The blonde girl rose to her feet, spit into the grass, and shook out her messy hair. 

"Hi, there," she said, extending a hand. 

"Uh, hi," Haley said. 

"You aren't turned, that's great."

The girl leaned back against the brickwork of the academic building and closed her eyes. She looked peaceful and very beautiful in that moment.

"What do you mean, turned?" Haley asked. 

The blonde opened her eyes a smidge and snorted. 

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"I just got attacked by some freak and her pet worm, I'm feeling pretty open minded."

"I guess that's fair," the blonde said. "Do you want the politically correct version or the honest version?"

This seemed like such a strange thing to say for Haley. 

"Honest, I guess?"

"So you've got those worms," the blonde said. 

She held out her hand wiggled it in pantomime. 

"Then you've got pussy."

She made an O with her other hand. Then she thrust her arm through the whole and feigned a scream. 

"Then the girl with said pussy goes nuts, becomes a psycho-bitch, and tries to rape her best friend. That's the best I've been able to put it together so far."

Haley stood there speechless. 

"I can tell you're unconvinced," the blonde said. 

"Unconvinced? No. Disturbed? Yes."

"Hey! Welcome to the club!"

The blonde gave Haley an awkward high five. 

"I haven't slept in the last," the girl paused and tried to count the hours on her fingers. "I haven't slept for a long fucking time."

"So what do we do?" Haley asked. 

The girl stared at her blankly. For a moment, Haley worried that the girl was going to barf again. The way she swayed back and forth slightly along with her loopy demeanor made her seem drunk. 

"You know, I haven't really thought that far ahead," the blonde said finally. 

"We have to do something. We should go to the police!" 

"Cool, what are you going to tell them?" 

Haley thought about this for a moment. 

"What you told me. If both of us go, it'll seem more credible. Especially with the deaths and everything else going on. Heck, it's probably related." 

"Oh, I'm sure it is. I'm also sure the police will either laugh in our faces or worse." 

"But we can corroborate what's going on!" 

The blonde stumbled over and placed a hand on Haley's shoulder. Her breath reeked of vomited eggs. 

"We're college girls coming to them with the plot of a bad SciFi channel original movie. Even if we back our statements up, what are they going to believe? The worm pussy girl invasion or that we're high as shit?"

Haley brushed the blonde's hand away and paced back and forth in the grass. She knew it was true. If they took a direct approach, it was hopeless.

"What if we just gave them a tip. Said so-and-so is involved with the deaths on campus. Nothing more. Then they could do the investigation." 

The blonde girl sighed deeply and went back to leaning against the wall, her eyes closed. 

"You're really set on this, aren't you," she said. 

"How are you not set on this?" 

The blonde shrugged and slumped to the ground. There were deep purple circles around her eyes. 

"I just want to sleep." 

"Can't we got to the police first?" 

"And waste like three hours for nothing?"

Haley could feel her blood pressure rising. It was like trying to move a boulder with her pinky finger to convince this girl to do anything but sleep. 

Remember, she saved your life. 

That knocked the wind out of her sails. Haley's pale cheeks flushed red from guilt in that moment. 

She crouched down next to the girl and placed her hand on the girl's shoulder. What was she supposed to do? Haley hated how bad she was at reaching out to other people. The moment just grew more and more awkward.

"Yes? Can I help you?" The blonde asked. 

"You can take a catnap at my dorm, if you're comfortable with that." 

The blonde stared wide-eyed at Haley for a second. Then she lunged forward and pulled her into a crushing hug. 

Haley patted the girl's back, unsure of what to do or say. 

"Thank you," the blonde whispered. 

"Sure thing," Haley said. "And after, we'll go to the police?" 

"Yeah, if you want. That's fine. Thank you so much-" the blonde trailed off. "I don't even know your name." 

"Haley." 

"You're the best, Haley." The blonde said. "I'm Jessie." 



Bethany stood outside of Warren Hall, feeling ever more awkward lurking in the shadows. What would she do if Eliza came storming out of the dorm? 

Eliza was plunging head first into something that she didn't understand, Bethany knew that. Was there much use in following her down that rabbit hole?

From her right along the path came a rustling sound of foliage being trampled. Bethany turned to look and saw weeds deforming and moving to the sides as something crawled onto the path some hundred feet away. 

It looked a little like a snake, but fatter and shorter. It seemed to move in a similar, slithering way, but at a slower pace than the garter snakes that sometimes roamed the campus. Its body was a deep, dark green and reflected the lights from the path as if it was wet. The creature raised what looked like its head and sniffed the air before turning towards Bethany. 

The creature took off towards her, slithering along the pavement. 

That can't be good, Bethany mused. 

She started backing up, keeping her eyes fixed on the approaching creature. It was still a good distance away, but it moved faster than Bethany initially gave it credit for. 

"Why don't we chill out, Mr. Worm," Bethany mumbled to herself, quickening her pace. "Please don't eat me." 

The worm was now about fifty feet away and still closing the distance. Bethany could see a light trail of emerald slime following it along the pavement. 

She turned around and prepared to sprint away, but instead slammed right into a large male body. Bouncing backwards, Bethany panicked and fixed her eyes on the figure in front of her. 

He was a college boy with short-cut brownish black hair and piercing blue eyes. He smirked at her, but the look didn't carry any cruelty with it. 

Bethany heard a female giggle come from behind the boy. 

"Watch where you're going, Beth!" Ellie Thomas said, stepping into view. 

Bethany stared at the pair in disbelief and then looked back frantically, remembering the worm. It was still there and now only twenty or so feet away. It was still making its way towards her. 

"It's coming over here," Bethany said, jabbing her finger in the direction of the approaching worm.

Ellie looked down the path and squealed in horror, cupping her rounded face. She scrambled backwards, behind the boy, leaving Bethany in the direct line of fire of the rapidly approaching creature. 

"Gee thanks, El!" Bethany shouted, darting away from the path as the worm closed in. 

The boy stepped forward squatted to get a better look at the creature. He still hadn't said a word. 

"Get away from that thing, Jon!" Ellie screamed. 

So this was Jon, Bethany thought. He didn't seem all that impressive to her. 

Jon ignored Ellie's pleas and reached down to try and touch the worm as it crawled between his legs. His hands brushed lightly over the wet surface of the creature as it moved onward. It clearly was not interested in him. 

Instead, the creature shot past Jon towards Ellie. 

"Ew!" Ellie screamed. "Jon, stop it!" 

Jon turned and stared blankly at the thing as it closed in on his girlfriend. There was something so hollow about the way he looked on at the scene. It gave Bethany the chills. 

Ellie awkwardly stumbled backwards as the creature approached the base of her foot. Watching in what felt like slow motion, Bethany could see the uneven brick behind the girl, could tell exactly what was about to happen next. 

Her heel catching in the depression in the pathway, Ellie's legs flew out from under her. The girl tumbled onto her ass. Bethany watched as her friend's mop of golden curls bounced into a hairy orb before settling in a tangled mess. 

The worm slid over Ellie's left sneaker and coiled itself around her leg, oozing nasty mucus across her pale skin. Jon still just watched, the vague smirk on his face never leaving. 

Okay, I'm not letting this go any further, Bethany thought. 

She shot forward, Ellie's frantic squeals and gibberings breaking her out of her previous funk. Pushing Jon out of the way and diving down, Bethany seized the worm just before it slipped under the skirt of Ellie's denim dress. 

The feeling of the creature in Bethany's hands was unreal. The way it squirmed against her palms indicated immense strength for such a small creature. Too much longer and it was going to slip out of her grip. 

"Hey loverboy," she shouted at Jon. "Help me for god's sake!" 

The boy ambled over and held out his hands. 

"What do you want me to do?" 

"Help!" Bethany cried, handing the creature out to him. 

As Jon reached for it, the worm spasmed and fell to the ground. It hit, bounced, and then immediately regained its bearings. This time, its target was Bethany. It pounced at her right leg, coiled around her ankle, and began to work its way up her leg at a startling pace. 



Bethany screamed and fell backwards onto her butt, desperately clawing at the attacking monster. Even trying desperately to grip the creature, Bethany still failed to stop the creature from worming its way up to her thigh. Her hands were slick now and stopping the creature was only getting harder. 

Looking up, Bethany saw Jon staring down at her, smirking. He looked curious and otherwise unconcerned. 

Bethany felt the thing slide its warm, hot body to the upper part of her inner thigh and panic truly set in. She cried and whimpered, pleading for help. Jon still just looked with vague curiosity. 

"Goddamnit Jon!" Ellie cried suddenly. 

She dove down on Bethany, grabbed the writhing creature in her small, delicate hands, and ripped it away. Without skipping a beat, Ellie tossed the thing hard on the ground. 

"Kill it, Jon! Kill it," she cried to her boyfriend, slapping him hard on the back. 

Jon stomped on the thing once, twice, and on the third time smashed its body. The creature raised its head to him and seemed to gaze into his eyes in its final moments. 



Then it shot a death gout of green blood and fluid straight at Jon, covering his shirt, arms, and a little bit of his face. 

"Fuck!" he cried. 

Ellie ignored him. Instead, she turned her focus back to Bethany. 

"Are you okay?" Ellie cried. "I'm so sorry! Beth this is all my fault!" 

"You're fine, El," Bethany said, getting to her feet. 

"What about me?" Jon sneered. 

The boy was sloughing off goo with his fingers. His smirk was finally gone. 



"That's what you get for not being helpful!" Ellie yelled. 

"Whatever. I'm sorry." 

"It's fine," Bethany said, eyeing him carefully. 

He was just going to let it happen, she thought. He wanted to know what it was going to do. 

"Look," Jon said. "I'm going to clean myself off. You're okay, um, Beth?" 

"Bethany. And yes." 

"Ellie, I'll meet you in Warren?" 

"Whatever you want." 

Jon turned without saying another word and walked off in the direction of the dormitory. Bethany and Ellie were left in the sullen aftermath, the rain coming down in a soft mist upon them. 

TBC