Play Along...?

You take her hand she helps dust you off as you ask nervously, "Are, uhh... Are you sure you don't want me to fix you first?"

She glares at you again, as if emphasizing that all is not yet forgiven, and states, "And give you the amulet so you can change me even more, Dylan? I don't think so."

"I promise I won't change you anymore. I just ..."

She holds up a hand and cuts you off, "I know you won't, because the amulet is staying around my neck." One hand goes to her hip, and she cocks her head to one side, as if daring you to question her.

"I guess we can watch a movie then..."

She smiles. "Oh good. I haven't seen some of the latest super hero movies, maybe we can catch up on those."

You smile tentatively, "Yeah, sounds good."

She pops into her room, and returns with a fresh pair of pj pants, and presumably something to keep her dry down below. You begin to apologize, but again she interrupts you.

"Have you eaten yet? I could make breakfast while you pull up the movie on the TV."

"No, as soon as I woke up, I came over here."

"Oh? Is that when you found the amulet?"

Over the next few minutes you share the story of how you acquired the amulet while she prepares a hot meal over the stove. The smell of bacon fills the air, and your stomach gurgles with anticipation.

She plops down on the couch next to you and passes you a plate of food.

"You know," She points a piece of toast at you, "I wouldn't believe you if I hadn't found the proof dripping down my thigh a few minutes ago." She hugs a pillow, and settles into the couch as the movie begins.

You nibble nervously at your food, a grand English breakfast of bacon, mushrooms, eggs, and fried tomatoes, yet for some reason it all tastes flat. Perhaps you're just nervous, but even the delightful crunch of the perfectly crispy bacon is bland as cardboard on your tongue. Your stomach gurgles again, but the glistening bacon, the perfectly seared tomatoes, the savory mushrooms, just don't seem to satisfy you. Not wanting to be rude, you place your plate on the coffee table and assure Erica that you'll finish it in a bit. She just smiles and places her feet on your lap.

As time goes on you find yourself increasingly distracted. Sure, you've seen the movie before, and yes Erica has the amulet, but she's not done anything with it. She's just sitting there. Despite this, your mind is just an every increasing flurry of angry hornets and a craving for... something to eat. You try your food again, but it's practically repugnant to you taste buds. Just as you start to fidget, a whiff of something reaches your nose that nearly stops your heart.

It's perfect, like the warmth of an apple pie just from the oven, the first sip of freshly ground coffee, or a whiff from the open door of an old fashioned candy store. Your stomach announces its need with a resounding gurgle, and Erica glances at you with a bemused expression before stating. "You know if you're hungry, you can eat?"

"Yeah, I'm know.... It's just. Can you smell that?"

"Smell what?"

"It's full and dark," You gesticulate as you struggle for words, "Almost salty, but richer."

Your eyes return to Erica, and you realize her fingers are down her pajama pants touching herself gently. Her face is flush, and as she draws her fingers from her crotch, She reaches over and wipes a dab of her seed on your nose. Your breath quivers, and your mind reels. As you wipe the stuff from your face, you find yourself pining for a taste...

"If you're hungry, you should eat~" She says again.

You realize two things quite suddenly. One. if she had changed you, you wouldn't realize it until it happened. And two. She most definitely has changed you.

She waves her fingers in the air filling it with her musky aroma, and you find your whole body longing for a taste of the semen dripping beneath her mons.