Into The Thralls.

Mandi stopped her car on the road on the opposite side of Carrie’s house. She turned her car off, sighing as she looked down at her chest. “Alright Hanna, time to come out. We can’t both walk in as Mandi. I’ll need you to keep your friend occupied while I get Mandi to my room.” Mandi’s breasts then began to tingle and jiggle, making Carrie squeal in delight, as Hanna slowly oozed out, filling the front of Mandi’s shirt with green goo, that flowed out the bottom of her shirt, and onto the passenger seat, quickly forming back into Hanna, wearing traditional jeans and v neck t shirt. Hanna pouted a bit, looking at Mandi’s chest. “Aw man. It was so comfy in there.”

“Don’t worry.” Replied Carrie, fiddling with Mandi’s chest. “These will still be around later for you.” The two smiled, quickly giving each other a light peck, before Hanna stepped out the car, and walked towards Carrie’s house. She stepped through the front door, expecting all her friends to be sitting on the couch, watching tv. But the room was empty. It didn’t take long for her laughs coming from down in the basement. Heading to the back, she approached the door, opening it, and walking down the steps. Soon, everyone came into view, sitting in a small circle on the floor, as they all looked up at her.

“There you are Hanna.” Replied Susie. “Where did you get off to today?” “Oh, just decided to go out and about.” Hanna replied, as she sat down in the circle, sitting across from Pam. Hanna could see Pam licking her lips, obviously still in the deep thralls of lesbianism that Carrie was giving her. Now that she was like Carrie, Hanna was now interested in seeing if she could throw all her friends into it as well.

After a few minutes, Carrie exited Mandi’s car, quickly crossing the street to her house. When she reached the front door, she cracked it open just a bit, listening for any sign of anyone. When she heard nothing, she quickly moved in, closing the door and darting upstairs. Once she was in the safety of her room, she closed the door so she wouldn’t be disturbed, smiling to herself. “What do you say we have some good old fashion time together Mandi?” Carrie said, as she moved over to her bed. Laying straight on Mandi’s back, Carrie closed her eyes, as green goo began to ooze out the legs of Mandi’s shorts. As it leaked out, it’s size increased, arms and legs growing out before the skin complexion returned, forming Carrie, as she sat on her knees between Mandi’s legs, naked. After a moment, Mandi began to stir, her eyes opening as she looked confused about her surroundings.

Sensing someone near, she raised her head, almost jumping when she saw who. “Carrie. How did you get here?” She then glanced around, realizing where she was. “Wait, how did I get to your room?” Carrie smirked as she crawled over top of Mandi, smiling. “Doesn’t matter. It feels like I haven’t felt you in so long. What do you say we get reacquainted?”

Hanna felt little droplets separate from her, tiny enough that no one should notice at first. That was her hope anyway. Her time bonded with Carrie as Cara, the two of them learned things about one another through their shared mind. She was able to recall all the things Carrie had done, the goo first visiting her room, the change to lesbian, the wild sex, everything. And because of that, she learned about how Carrie was able to control people to do the most dirty and perverted things. The little droplets moved to their targets, staying on the outside of the group circle to avoid being seen. All the women there were wearing pants or shorts of some kind. Each drop slipped in by either a slightly exposed butt crack, or open leg, with the only sign of anyone noticing was the slight shift in their seat.

Hanna’s heart raced, her prizes within reach, as she carefully traversed the space between the sight fabrics of their underwear’s, and their skin. Once she felt she was in the right place, she mentally count to three. Then, on que, all the droplets slipped into each of the girls pussys. All of them let out little gasps or giggles, their expressions turning to confusion after the sensations passed. “Here goes nothing.” Hanna said to herself. “You all are lesbians. You love having sex with women, playing with their breasts and pussy and being slutty.” Everyone then seemed to calm down, their demeanour more relaxed as they all smiled. “Boy, my pussy really tingled there for a moment.” Said Ash, as she slowly rubbed between her legs. “So did mine.” Audrey added, opening the front of her pants to check. “See anything unusual?” Asked Lindsay. “Just a wet pussy begging to be made someone’s plaything.” Audrey smirked. Hanna felt like she was close to hyperventilating. It looked like it worked. She could make her friends into whatever she wanted. She decided to try something else to take it a step further.