Influential Friends

Charlie was doing his best to think of baseball. Baseball, football, anything, just as long as it distracted him from cumming. It was proving to be pretty difficult, though. The ginger riding him was certainly doing a damned good job.

He’d met her about two hours ago, at a party hosted by his dad. That was where he usually found his conquests. His dad knew a lot of people Charlie couldn’t name or place most of the time. This redhead–Lucy, was it? She was no different. He’d seen her in a killer purple dress, showing off her tits nicely. After a few minutes of talking, and of course casually name dropping his dad, she’d been down to take a trip to somewhere more private. It wasn’t ‘til they were getting down and dirty that she’d really shown off what a freak she was. She hadn’t even taken off her dress, just hiked it up slightly to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Fuck!” Charlie gasped. “Fuck, I’m gonna–” Then he did. Lucy grew a smile as she saw the man under her orgasm, slowing her grinding as his pulsing cock began to shrink inside her.

“Jesus.” He said finally. “You are one stone cold sexy bitch.” That was probably the quickest any girl had gotten him to cum, at least as long as he could remember.

Lucy giggled. “You’re not so bad yourself. That’s why I wanted you… well, that and your connections…”

Charlie smirked a bit at that remark. He liked it when a woman was honest. What a gold digger! She leaned in to give him another deep kiss. As they started to make out, he thought he heard her make a weird sort of **** noise.

Then something other than Lucy’s tongue was in his mouth. He panicked, tried to pull away, but Lucy’s hands were firmly around his head, pulling him in deeper. It was going into his throat!

The last of the clone left Lucy’s tongue, passing through her lips and past Charlie’s. The possessed girl sighed and watched him squirm and struggle against the thing going down his throat. She grinned as she saw his **** cease, the bulge disappearing deeper into his body, which now began to twitch as he was taken over. All the while, his dick remained in her, starting to harden again involuntarily. Then the fight within him ceased.

Lucy started to grind a little once more, enjoying the pleasant sensation of this human’s member. She wondered if anyone from the party was going to stumble in on them. This guest bedroom wasn’t exactly secure and secluded, after all.

Thankfully she didn;t have to worry for long. Charlie’s hands slid back up Lucy’s body again. “So this is a man, huh?” He said. “This is quite a bit different from a female.”

“I’m glad you possessed him so easily.” Lucy remarked, continuing to ride him. “And that you’re… fully functional.”

“No shit.” He grinned. “With this body’s attractiveness, and its familial connections, we have opportunity for expansion.”

“All this talk of infiltration is making my host horny.” Lucy said. “Fuck me again, for the Empire! Then we can go back to pretending to be these spoiled creatures.”

So he did.

A week later, Li Zhao was boarding a plane. The wife of the Chinese ambassador was on her way home after more than six months in America with her husband. They were both fairly young, her husband having gotten the job in his early thirties. They’d done a lot of good work, and Li had enjoyed her time abroad, extensively.

Li sat down on the plane, smoothing out the fabric of her slim white dress. She looked over to her husband, who was almost immediately burying himself in paperwork. That was pretty usual for him. Part of the reason he’d gotten so high up the ladder in Chinese diplomacy was due to his workaholic personality. Li hated how it made him never pay any attention to her. It was part of the reason she cheated on him so often. She’d had a long string of American lovers, including her most recent one, a certain handsome son of the Secretary of State.

As the plane prepped for takeoff, Li watched a stewardess walk by. She was young, and as most diplomat’s stewardesses tended to be, beautiful as hell. Li bit her lip, feeling the shape of the clone threatening to emerge from her pussy. She crossed her legs and looked away. This flight was going to be hell if she had to keep doing that. Maybe a few hours into their trip to China, she could find a way to sneak it into the stewardess, expand the Empire’s bounds just a little bit…

Then again, once they got there, she had a billion choices.