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Day 99

Sara was a little scared. She wasn't a tomboy like Olivia and even as Olivia offered her a hand to help pull her through the window she was unsure of herself. Olivia had walked out of the front door and taken a car. She had driven up to the side of the house where the garden shack and central air shack were. No one paid her any mind. She was constantly in and out of the mansion on a mission for Jennifer or Ashley and was an oddball besides. So even the fact that she drove onto the grass away from the driveway to the highway instead of on it was not noteworthy to the other drones.

As Sara managed to get through the window and was once again outside of the house she took a deep breath and looked around nervously. "Did anyone see you?"

"Probably," Olivia said, "But no one pays attention to me. I come and go as I please."

The two drove to Sara's house and went inside. The bedroom was picked clean. Monica didn't seem all that sharp but when you told her to do something she tried her best. Even the sheets were gone from Sara's bed. Still, Olivia flopped down and giggled, then she turned to Sara and said. "Wanna make out?"

"We don't have time to joke around," Sara said. "Did you get in touch with Ashley?"

"I texted her before we left, she should be here soon," Olivia said.

Sara walked out of her room and into her mom's room. She feared that her mom would never be the same again and wanted something to help her hold on to the old mom that she loved. She started looking through her mom's things and after a bit found a lapel pin. It was a bumblebee, her mom wore it from time to time. Sara felt it was the perfect thing and dropped it in her pocket. Sara headed back to her room and stopped in the doorway. She looked at Olivia who was lying in Sara's bed looking out the window. Could she trust Olivia? Was she just a drone following Ashley's or worse yet Jennifer's orders? She seemed so different from the rest, Sara wanted to believe.

"Ashley's here," said Olivia as she bounced out of the bed. She ran past Sara and opened the door for Ashley and Kiki.

The four sat in the living room and Sara was reminded of her last meeting with Ashley. In the excitement and worry of first Lana terrorizing Sara then her wondering about what had happened to Olivia. She had forgotten to ask Olivia what she had learned when direct communicating with Ashley.

Sara was just making a mental note to remember to ask when she heard Ashley say, "We might bring Julie in soon, there doesn't seem to be much need for a queen at this point. We have decided that it is unnecessary and we can direct our efforts to expand in other ways. We will still TRY to make her into a queen but it doesn't matter if we succeed or fail."

Olivia seemed excited by this but Sara wanted to save Julie. Even though she had never been friends with Julie she felt a kinship through direct communication with Ashley and Crissy. Sara wanted to stop the Hive in any way she could and even though saving one person wasn't much in the grand scheme of things it seemed like her conversion would be a huge morale boost to the Masters, one that Sara wanted to prevent.

"Can I be there when it happens?" Sara said.

"I want to be there too," Olivia said excitedly.

Ashley put her hand on her chin and thought. "I don't see why not. Why though?"

"I went through the same process she is going to go through, maybe I could help. You do mean to try the same thing as with me right?" Sara said.

"We worked so hard to set things up, we might as well. Very well, I will give you a heads up before we give Candy the green light. She will be so excited that she will no doubt put everything in motion quickly. It seems like she can't wait to make Julie one of us and get her brother back. Oh, and it probably won't happen for two or three weeks. Crissy and I just began discussing it and she takes forever to pull the trigger on anything" Ashley said.

Sara was relieved. She didn't know how she would save Julie but she would do everything she could to save her.

"You said something about expanding, does that mean we can take more hosts again soon?" Olivia said.

Ashley looked from Olivia to Sara and back again. "We need your help so I might as well tell you both now. Jo let us know that Barbara was almost done with her hospital plan and wouldn't need any more extra Masters. Crissy asked her to not tell Jennifer and start giving us Jennifer's extra Masters. Once we have a couple of hundred we have a plan to expand quickly."

"The cheer squad has been going door to door through the town with a petition for environmental issues and social change. We are asking people about who lives in each house and making a map of all the homes with only females living there. Also, homes where the only other members are younger kids. We figure if little Johnny or Sally notices that mommy is acting strangely and says something, that no one will listen to them. Using this we will split up into three or four teams and once ready just go house to house late one night. So we could use you two to fill out a fourth or fifth team."

"We have found a new way to convert new hosts more quickly. If done right a Master can take complete control of motor functions with a single orgasm. The Masters we have stored don't know the technique, but once in a host, we can direct communicate with them and show them how. We figure that if one team goes in and takes one or two new hosts soon that team will be two teams. We will double in numbers every hour or two and could go from a dozen to a hundred or two in a single night if we don't dawdle."

Olivia had been getting more and more excited as she listened. The news about the new technique had caused her smile to fade and she said, "But it's not nearly as fun when you rush it."

"We will only have to make them orgasm twice. Once to get their new Master to make a basic attachment. Then we can show it how to make an instant connection and the next one will finish the process." Ashley said.

Sara felt a shiver run down her body. The thought that a handful of Masters could subdue hundreds in one night was terrifying. And the fact that she had given them the idea and they wanted her to help convert more innocent women made it that much worse.

Ashley then suggested that they direct communicate to exchange information about the details of the plan more quickly. Ashley and Olivia quickly got naked and began interfacing. Sara was slower and took her time. Kiki was a basic drone, the information it had was transferred quickly and the two split well before Olivia and Ashley.

Ashley was just finishing up with Olivia and motioning Sara over when Olivia's phone rang.

"Hey Tabitha, what's up?" Olivia asked. "I see. We are kinda involved in something on the third floor. So let them know that we will be down in like fifteen minutes, tops."

"What was that about?" Ashley said.

"Someone went to Sara's room to bring us our lunch. They couldn't find her and are now consulting with others on whether to begin searching the house. If Jennifer hears she will tear the place down looking for us. So we gotta go. There is no way we can get back in fifteen minutes. But at least they will wait that long before once again trying to decide what to do. We should be back before they decide anything if we get going now."

"Get out of here now then," Ashley said, "we can finish this later."

Day 100

Lana smiled as the prostitute struggled in fear. She was gagged and tied up at her wrists and ankles. The three women in the hotel room had befriended her the night before, offering booze, ****, and a safe place to stay. Now she was scared out of her mind and **** to escape. Lana stood over her and seemed to enjoy soaking in the fear as she took off her clothes. The prostitute still had on her tank top but had been stripped of her hip-huggers and panties. Her eyes bulged as the eleven-inch Master slowly seemed to grow out of Lana. Lana put her hands on her hips and laughed out loud. Then she slowly walked towards the prostitute as the other two women moved into position on either side of her.

The long black impossible cock quivered as the tall blonde got within two feet of the prostitute. Then the tip seemed to break off and shot at her crotch as the two others held her knees apart. The small black thing hit against the clear plastic wrap they were also holding and Lana quickly moved in and wrapped the black thing up in it. It began wriggling and Lana dropped it into a nearby ice bucket, then returned to the scared and bound woman.

Lana said, "Maybe next time," and laughed maniacally as the prostitute became even more scared than when the black thing shot out at her. Now the other two women got up and watched as Lana spread the prostitute's knees open wide and began to fuck her mercilessly.

Day 101

Jenny was meeting up with Cheryl, Trina, and Betty at Cheryl's apartment. The four meditated for a while then had a late dinner and chatted. The four had become fast friends who kept to themselves. Jennifer hadn't forgotten about Jenny but she knew nothing of the other three.

Cheryl had been a rebel as a human. Green hair with a strip shaved short, tattoos, and piercings. She had tried to make sure that the world knew on sight that she was different, she was her own person. As a Master, she was also a rebel. She had let her hair grow in and had stopped dyeing it, it was now a mousy brown. She had taken out her gauge and piercings and made all evidence that she had ever had them heal and disappear. She had made her tattoos fade and gotten a job as a new hair stylist in the little indoor mall nearby. As a Master Cheryl did everything she could to blend in and be human.

Cheryl had also begun meditating and had learned to suppress her Master's sexual desire and need to spawn. She still carried a spawn but had no interest or need to spread it. Cheryl had become a rebel against the imprint. She no longer wanted to improve her looks or spread her gift.

Jenny and the rest were trying to learn her ways. The desire to spawn was almost painful and they were learning to manage having a spawn ready to detach the moment it got near a warm wet hole so it wasn't too much for them. The four had formed a nonaligned faction of their own that simply wanted to find a way to coexist with humans not conquer them.

The knock at the door caused them all to stop, it was time to put on their human faces and not mention their true nature.

Jenny went to the door, she knew who it had to be on the other side. Looking through the peephole sure enough she saw Barbi but something was wrong. Barbi had become the fifth wheel in their little group. They had decided to invite her into their circle so that they could practice being around a very **** host and not converting them. Even singly any one of the women could easily trick Barbi into getting naked and accepting her Master. If Jenny, Trina, or Betty did meet up with Barbi alone they would almost certainly give in to the temptation to fulfill Barbi's destiny. But as a group, especially under Cheryl's watchful eye, they could all play nice and just be friends.

The moment Jenny opened the door Barbi bounded into her, pressing up against her and making her Master desperately want to spawn with the gorgeous young woman.

But she was crying and the human part of Jenny kicked in, "What's wrong sweetie? It couldn't have gone that badly."

Barbi let out a sob, "It was a disaster. I knew from the moment that Bennie wouldn't go into the office with me that something was wrong."

The whole time she said this she was still clinging to Jenny in the open doorway face buried in her shoulder. Jenny moved the distraught woman into the apartment and letting go of Barbi, closed the door.

Her face was a mess, tears had smeared her makeup and it now ran down her face. "He was sitting behind a big desk... with a long leather couch... and instead of sitting at the desk he led me to the couch and sat down next to me... and... and..."

By this time the other three Masters were standing in the archway between the living room and the apartment entrance. Only Cheryl looked concerned, the other two looked hungry even though they had just finished eating dinner.

Jenny hugged Barbi tightly, "He didn't hurt you did he?"

"No, it took me a few minutes to get him off of me. But I got out of there before anything too horrible happened."

An hour later the five women were sitting in the living room, Barbi had crashed emotionally.

"So do you think Bennie was in on it?" Jenny said as she sat next to Barbi.

"No... maybe, he wouldn't go into the office so he must have known something was going on."

The other three were sitting on the floor opposite the couch and coffee table. "It's always seemed to me that Bennie just wants to get in your pants," Trina said aloud, inwardly she couldn't blame him.

"No, Bennie looks out for me, really, for the last year he has helped me a lot. He does look at me like most other guys, but he has never tried anything."

"Typical simp," said Betty. She definitely would have tried something.

Jenny put an arm around Barbi's shoulders and gave her a little hug. "Sweetie they are probably right, you're just such a sexy girl, most guys would want to get with you."

Barbi smiled a bit at this, "I know. It's just that since Bennie came along I've kind of believed that I could finally make my dreams come true. I'll be thirty soon, I'll never make it big if I'm THAT ancient. Bennie always tells me I can make it."

"Fuck him," Trina said derisivley.

"Oh no, I might as well have done it with that producer if..." Barbi began.

Cheryl cut her off. "What Trina meant is that you should fire Bennie. He may bolster your confidence but he isn't looking out for you very well. And probably does just want to have sex with you in the end. Perhaps he is clever enough to see that if you fail you will eventually 'settle' for the comfort he can provide for you."

Barbi looked shocked at Cheryl's words. She sat there wheels in her mind obviously spinning. Then she suddenly burst out, "THAT JERK! I bet that that is exactly what he's doing." Then her face drooped, "Everything he tells me are lies, I've always known it deep down I guess. I am way too old to break into modeling and the best I can hope for is lame commercial stuff or worse sleazy photoshoots. Heck, even the regulars at the salon don't hit on me nearly as much as they used to." With that Barbi began crying again and excused herself saying she had to go to the bathroom.

The moment she left the room Trina and Betty leaned in to Cheryl.

"I know what would cheer her up," said Trina, in a conspiratorial whisper.

"And I know how to give her a new purpose in life," said Betty.

Jenny looked at them with just a bit of shock. She had already had the same thoughts but wouldn't entertain them enough to say them out loud in front of Cheryl.

"You just want to help yourselves, not her," Cheryl said with steel in her tone.

"It's a win-win," said Betty hopefully.

"No, the whole point of inviting her to our group was to learn to NOT give in to temptation. And what you want would create new problems for her even if it did solve what is troubling her now. She is a friend and needs our help, nothing more." Cheryl was unyielding.

Jenny watched Trina and Betty sag down as they flanked the solid and upright Cheryl. She had to admit that a Master would solve all of Barbi's current problems. It could make her look even more stunning than she already did. And cause her to discard her morals so she could screw her way to the top. That was if she cared about that anymore afterward. And it was assuming she would even have time to make it to the top of the modeling world, while there still was one. After all a planet of host slaves, able to change their looks at will had no use for models to idolize.

Jenny said, "It's settled then, we are Barbi's friends and we help her in any way that a true friend would."

Trina and Betty said, "I obey" in near perfect unison.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom. Barbi stared at the mirror, lost in confusion. The walls of the apartment were paper thin, she had heard every word. Were they some sort of cult? Devil worshipers? Evil lesbians? She wasn't as dumb as she sometimes acted but what they were saying made no sense. Barbi wasn't sure and for a moment she was thinking of fleeing the apartment. But then she heard Cheryl and Jenny's words and felt happy and relieved. She felt so relieved in fact that she didn't really notice how odd it was for Trina and Betty to robotically say "I obey."

Julie had come a surprisingly long way in a short time. She felt more ready and confident that she could handle herself if Crissy or one of her goons found her. Julie also had a go-bag and had several new places in mind to go to in case this one was compromised. She had even found a few places that seemed like good places for the creatures to hide and so should be avoided.

Julie was beginning to worry about Jake though. He worked a lot and didn't seem all that interested in her sexually. The last time she tried to make out with him he just sat there and let her kiss him, he didn't even respond to it. During the last month or so he had gone from the tentacle monster to her platonic roommate and it hurt. Julie had never felt like she was head over heels in love with Jake but never questioned that he desired her. Now she was no longer sure why they were together and wondered what would happen when the time came to fight or run again. Maybe the next time she faced that challenge it would be up to her alone.