Lady Laura has a possible solution for Jess’ problem

Jess eyes went open again. She felt wonderful relaxed, every muscle in her body seems to be heavy and warm and even her natural horniness was a bit diminished. Jess didn’t reminded when she felt this way the last time, but it had to be the days before her infection. She was still not quite awake as she noticed Jack, Maren, Mira and Michael, all standing next to her bed and looking at her concerned. Laura was on the other side on the bed and her gaze seem to scan Jess’ face.

“Are you alright?” Jack asked Jess and kneeled next to her.

“Yeah, just dizzy,” Jess muttered and yawned again. “Did…did you find something?” she asked Laura.

Laura nodded. Jess didn’t like the look she gave her: deep concern and grim worries stood in her face. “You have a problem, Jess. You know this, right?”

“I…guess, he is not quite nice company…” Jess admitted between more heavy yawns. “But Iris…”

“Jess,” Laura interrupted her. “You are in deep danger.”

“Don’t exaggerate, he is just annoying…”

“Right now maybe,” Laura said, shaking her beautiful head. “But he fights like an animal with rabies against the control your protector provides. Iris is far stronger than him, I agree. But the more you banish him in the back of your brain, the more he feasts on your powers. He is a parasite, like you already said. And a parasite won’t go until he drained of you and made himself strong enough to act on his own. Or until he killed his host.”

A silence prevailed for a while in which Jess just yawned a few more times. Laura stared into nothingness until she sighed loud and looked at Jess with a big frown at her face: “I saw two possible futures for you during your sleep. The strain who wins the mental battle in your brain will decide which path you’ll go.”

“And what are these two paths?” Jess asked, getting up on the bed.

“Option one,” Laura raised two fingers and tapped on one of them: “Iris wins. Everything stays the same, you will be my fifth sister and live a life full of sex and pleasure.”

“You seem pretty sure about this,” Jack mentioned, his voice full of doubts.

Laura just shrugged and continued, tapping on the other raised finger: “Option two: Possession, or Elias, wins. Then you’ll be an alpha with Iris powers only that your goal shifts to rule the world and your followers as a mad queen of lust. No friends and worshippers that adore you: slaves and toys, bound to your will.”

Jess felt like a pack of ice dropped into her stomach. “How possible is it that this will happen?” she asked, trying not to sound concerned.

“Depends,” Laura said grimly.

“Aren’t you clairvoyant?” Maren asked her bluntly. “Can’t you just look into this crystal ball of yours and see what will happen?”

“I tried to, believe me,” Laura said and looked like she really was upset about it. “But the only thing I see are these two endings: One strain will win. One strain will be triumphant and Jess needs to be sure it will be Iris, or we you all have a problem too. Iris lives in your bodies as well and when the original host is destroyed you’ll be too.”

“What a happy nature you are,” Jack snorted.

“I am realistic,” Laura rolled her eyes. “Sorry about that.”

“And what do you propose?” Jess asked her. “How can I get I of him?”

Laura sighed. Then she stood up and walked to the crystal ball on the little table. “I might have a contact,” she said hesitantly. “A man, who knows a lot about strains. Maybe he knows something. Because I don’t.”

She tapped the little ball with her finger and instantly black mist whirled inside. Laura murmured: “Luurens wat passeet.” For a moment nothing happened. Then Laura said loud and clear: “Owen? I need to talk to you.”

The black mist shifted away and showed a face. The face of a man that looked up at Laura with a slight frown. He definitely was fucking right now, even if Jess just saw his head and a part of his torso: the movement was quite obvious.

“Blondie?” the man called Owen asked mildly surprised. “Since when can you talk in my head?”

“Clairvoyance and telepathy have a lot in common,” Laura answered abruptly. “I need your help, with…”

“Can you please get out of my brain, blondie?” Owen interrupted her annoyed. “I’m fucking a woman here.”

“You owe me one, Owen,” Laura said kindly, but with a grim look on her face.

“No pun intended?” he replied that with a grin.

“Goddammit, Owen, please do it for an old friend,” Laura said and a smile flashed over her pretty face. “Please.”

“Thanks, blondie, but if you are trying to get me back, I must disappoint you. I am not going back from where I am now,” Owen snorted. “You know, a certain someone, calling himself “god-king of the virus” has actually hired me.”

“I know,” Laura said simply. “If I need to remember you, it was me, who told you that you should search for Aires.”

“You told me where to search,” Owen said and rolled his eyes. “It was still my idea, not yours.”

“You weren’t interested in anything that happened in the war between Aires and Olympus until I told you I saw that you would be a part of it,” Laura answered annoyed. “It was me, who told you his location. So don’t pretend that it was only your idea.”

“Calm down, blondie and fuck out of my head,” Owen said, but grinned. “Or did you miss me that bad, that you just have to watch me fuck another woman into a cute little elven slut?”

“Your preferences are funny, but not the reason I called you,” Laura snorted visibly more and more annoyed. “You are more an expert of strains than me. I just want to ask you a question: I have a girl here that lives with two strains inside her. Is it possible to get rid of one of them, without harming her?”

“I thought you were the clairvoyant one?” Owen asked and raised his eyebrows. “Can’t you just look into the future and see what will happen?”

“What do you think is the reason I call you?” Laura said annoyed. “I couldn’t see the way how this girl gets the parasitic entity out of her head. I just saw that one strain will triumph over the other and I don’t want that it will be the parasite.”

“God, blondie, you seem to really care about this girl,” Owen said and rubbed his forehead. “Let me think for a while…my little slut here is squeezing my cock so good right now, it’s a bit hard to concentrate.”

“I am waiting,” Laura said and a quick, triumphant smile flashed over her face again.

“You know what’s also hard?” Owen asked, closing his eyes in pleasure.

“Your cock?” Laura asked bored.

“How did you know that?” Owen grinned. “Clairvoyance?”

“No,” Laura sighed. “I just remembered your incredible sense of humor.”

Owen laughed. “Okay, okay, Blondie, I get it. Alright, let’s see…it’s not nice if you have two strains in one person. Usually this ends messy. How corrupted is the girl that has these two strains inside her?”

“Luckily she isn’t yet,” Laura said looking at Jess concerned. “But I don’t know for how long she stays her old self.”

“Okay, because once she corrupts to the parasite strain she probably will be a very bad girl,” Owen said matter-of-factly. “Even worse than you, blondie.”

Laura raised her eyebrows.

“When you are upset,” Owen added. “And not so blonde anymore…”

“Owen, please stick to topic,” Laura said casually. Her eyes had blinked very dangerously for just a second, but now she looked at him very concerned again. “I want to free this girl from the parasitic entity in her brain. But can you control it? How does it work?”

“You have incredible luck that I have witnessed a similar case for a few hours,” Owen said thoughtfully. “Without going into detail, the queen was possessed for a while and had to fuck the bad evil presence out of her body into a servant that was willing to offer her body. Simple.”

“I kind of suspected that,” Laura said frowning. “But that is it? No side-effects? I don’t believe that.”

“Well…” Owen smiled a bit weakly. “The woman that got the corrupt strain fucked into her, changed into something similar too. But you said this girl didn’t was corrupted fully yet? I think that would ease things up.”

“Alright,” Laura said and nodded again. “Thanks. This was everything I wanted to know.”

“Search someone with a similar corrupted mind,” Owen appended. “That would help too, I guess. Oh, and Laura?”

“Yes?” Laura asked and a smile flashed over her face.

“Don’t you ever call me again like that. You know, it’s pretty disturbing when you fuck a woman into a slut and suddenly you pop up in your head and you start to talk about some serious stuff.”

“No promises,” Laura smiled. “Thank you, Owen. Until then.”

“Bye, blondie. Greetings to your little slutty demons.”

Laura stopped to touch the crystal ball and suddenly looked very sad. “Mach et joot, ****,” she muttered. Then she looked up to Jess and her friends who sat there completely quietly and the sad look was gone.

“I don’t know if you understood everything what my old – in default of a better word – ‘friend’ just told me,” she said with a serious face. “But he confirmed what I saw. When you don’t get rid of Elias in your brain, you’ll face bad consequences.”

“This Owen talked about ‘corrupting’,” Jess said frowning. “I…I would be like Elias, right?”

“Probably,” Laura nodded. “With the slight difference that he would use Iris’ powers too. You would act like the madman Elias, but with the power your strains combine. For you it would probably a lot of fun. For others not so much.”

“This Owen said I need to fuck the strain into someone,” Jess said slowly. “Like…can I just walk out and search a man and fuck him until Elias leaves me?”

“I think it must be a strong individual,” Laura replied. “Another alpha would be best. Someone equally to Elias madness would be even better. I think…” Laura turned her gaze to the crystal ball again. “I didn’t look into this branch of your story yet...” she muttered. She tapped the ball with her fingers again and murmured: “Luurens wat passeet.”

A scene appeared as the dark mist shifted again. Two women were there standing in some kind of pond or bath. The one woman was a tall blonde, big-titted futa that stretched herself with closed eyes. The other woman behind this futa was a tanned, black-haired beauty with a side-cut. The tanned woman massaged the massive balls of the futa and pinched her nipples softly.

The mist in the crystal ball clouded this scene again and Jess looked confused to Laura. The blonde woman stood there and eyed Jess with a smile. She must have understood something that Jess didn’t get yet.

“I think,” Laura said calmly. “I’ve found the perfect candidate for your cure, Jess. Someone you can fuck Elias strain into.”