They slept like a rock.

Eliza was hard pressed to come to consciousness, her body too comfortable to want to wake. She felt a warmth that wasn't usually there, and it was then she noticed a crimson arm across her waist. It was then her mind woke up, remembering the events from the night before. Eliza became slightly flushed at the thought of Kat's 'massage,' and the fact that she offered to share a bed with her. Thinking back on it, Eliza wasn't exactly sure why she offered in the first place. Maybe she felt bad that she didn't have a place to sleep. Maybe it was the post orgasm high messing with her thoughts. Maybe...it was something else entirely? No matter the reason, it didn't change the fact that Kat was nuzzled against her back. With her slightly larger frame and larger...assets, she played the job of big spoon well. Her own arm was overtop of Kat's, while their legs intertwined together in a sort of lovers embrace. This was a new sensation for Eliza, she had never woken up with someone in bed. It was pleasant, if not maybe too intimate, though she's not even sure that's a bad thing anymore.

Glancing at the time, her alarm was about to go off in about 15 minutes. Reaching over she turned it off before it could wake the sleeping beauty at her back. Eliza knew she could have gotten up, but the comforting feeling of someone else's embrace was just too nice. She stayed nestled in Kat's arms for as long as she could, closing her eyes and letting her mind wander. More often than not they wandered to their more sensual encounters, but given the situation that's to be expected...right?

Once the time came Eliza tried her best to wriggle out from underneath Kat's embrace without waking her. Untangling their legs, the mass of warmth behind her began to stir. As Eliza was slipping out from under Kat's arm, it suddenly grabbed a hold of her waist and pulled her back. She was pressed tightly into Kat's body, feeling the distinct squish of two cushions on her back. Kat didn't speak, only mumbled something inaudible under her breath. Apparently she was still asleep. Eliza tried again to escape the embrace, but now that Kat was actively holding her, she found that escape was impossible.

"Kat, wake up." Eliza said softly, squirming side to side. When nothing happened Eliza tried again, this time a little louder. "Kat, I need to go to class, wake up." Eliza very lightly poked at Kat's belly with her elbow, which seemed to do the trick. A waking moan came from Kat, her body stirring and her grip loosening. Eliza took the opportunity to slip out from under her embrace.

"Morning darling." Kat murmured, leaning up from under the covers. The blanket slipped off her body, revealing her very naked and exposed chest to the world. Eliza blushed at the sight, looking away as she still wasn't quite used to seeing others nude. Knowing that those melons were pressed against her back didn't help matters either. Kat laughed slightly under her breath. "Why so bashful? Maybe you're afraid you won't be able to resist."

"As if." Eliza scoffed playfully, putting on a simple scoop neck tee. She turned to grab her pants, but a set of arms coiled around her.

"If you say so." Kat whispered seductively into her ear. Eliza felt her blood pressure rising, sending shivers down her spine. Thankfully for her, Kat let go a moment later. "Well, I'm going to take a shower. You are welcome to join me if you want."

"I'm good, I took one last night." Eliza declined, though the thought of a wet and soapy Kat was enticing nonetheless. It was then she realized she was fawning over another woman's body again, something that never happened before meeting Kat. Same thing happened with Cindy too, there was a new attraction that wasn't there before. Maybe it was simply a side effect of her transformation, but who knows. Eliza was never very sexually active, so maybe this would have happened regardless as part of her sexual awakening. She was unsure of the reason, but it didn't really matter. Regardless of where they came from, the feelings were there, but she wasn't going to dwell on it.

Getting fully dressed, she started a pot of coffee and went to find something to eat. After a moments thought, she decided on a set of blueberry poptarts, throwing them into the toaster. Halfway through her breakfast Kat had finished her shower, walking out into the living room. She was adorned in a towel very akin to what Eliza looked like last night. Though if she thought it was skimpy on her, it was even worse for Kat. The towel left nothing to the imagination, giving her very generous cleavage as it struggled to encircle her large tits. It was also not long enough, each step flashing a peek of her lower lips. Eliza kind of understood what Kat saw in the look, barely being able to look away as she sauntered past. Kat knew it too, shaking her ass slightly before sitting down on the couch. The towel bunched up even more, fully exposing her pussy to the air. Knowing Kat, this was done purposely, not being nearly as modest with her body. Eliza pretended not to notice, only occasionally sneaking a glance as she focused on her breakfast in front of her. Grabbing her backpack, she waved goodbye to her roommate before leaving for class.

"Have fun." Kat said in an all too playful manner. Eliza wondered if there was anything behind the tone of her voice, but didn't have time to stop or she would end up late. It was a cold walk to her class, the sun barely peaking over the horizon. Eliza had underestimated just how cold it was outside, her flimsy jacked doing nothing to block out the cold morning air. She clutched her arms around her waist, feeling the uncomfortable rubbing of her nipples as they perked up thanks to the brisk cold. Imagine her surprise when a girl clutched onto her arm.

"Hey, long time no see." Said the complete stranger. Eliza looked questionably at her, that was until she saw who was walking up behind them. A man who looked as if he was going through his mid-life crisis was eyeing the stranger as he hurried his pace. He stumbled a bit as he made his way next to them. The girl backed away as far as she could, pressing herself into Eliza.

"Who's this?" The man asked in a raspy voice. Even from there she could smell the stench of **** on his breath.

"My name's Eliza, what's it to you?" She said harshly, trying to best to sound intimidating. The man either didn't care or was too drunk to notice. He eyed Eliza, looking her up and down.

"You're pretty cute yurself girl. How 'bout us tree head back to my place and have a little fun, if you know what I mean." He let out a husky laugh, extending his hand and putting it on the girls shoulder. A burst of fearful aura erupted out of the girl at his touch, which was the last straw for Eliza. She grabbed at the man's wrist and yanked it away, giving him a **** glare.

"How about you leave us the fuck alone." She said more sternly, throwing the man's hand back. He stared back blankly for a moment, stopping in his tracks as they continued walking. The woman looked stupefied at how easily Eliza was able to make the man leave, having no idea that Eliza laced her powers into her words to make him quit. Eliza was just thankful that it worked. Only once they were around the corner did the girl finally relax.

"I'm so sorry for dragging you into this. He wouldn't leave me alone and I didn't know what else to do. I thought maybe he'd give up if I was with someone."

"Not a problem, glad I could help." Eliza smiled back, looking the girl over. Something seemed familiar about the woman, but she couldn't place her finger on it.

"Thank you so much. My name's Chloe by the way, do you remember me?" Eliza looked over the girl again, eyebrow raised. She recognized her frame, a short but well endowed girl, longer black hair, pair of glasses. Her clothes didn't help much in identifying her, being a simple off the shoulder red top with a knee length skirt. After a few more moments of drawing a blank, Eliza gives up, shaking her head.

"I'm sorry, I don't. I'm not good with faces." Chloe looked down at the ground for a second, only to perk back up a moment later.

"It's okay, can't say I'm surprised. We're in the same science class, Mrs. Ramsey?"

"Oh yeah." Eliza said, more as a confirmation to herself. That's why she seemed familiar. "Sorry about that."

"Like I said, it's okay. It's not like we ever talked to each other, and besides, I usually sit in the back anyway." It was then Chloe realized she was still hanging off Eliza's arm, to which she quickly backed away and apologized. She stared at the ground, embarrassed at what had just transpired. Eliza does her best to change the subject.

"So, do you live around here?" Chloe's head shot up from the ground.

"Oh, I don't, but my boyfriend does. I sometimes spend the night there when I have morning classes, makes it easier." Eliza nods her head.

"Makes sense. No wonder you look so dolled up." Eliza compliments her, giving her body another look over. Her eyes catch on the bra strap that was visible on her shoulderless side. Just barely in view was the top of the bra, showcasing a very frilly fabric underneath, and partially hidden by that was a small red mark. Chloe takes notice, turning red and pulling up her shirt slightly to cover the slip.

"You...weren't supposed to see that. How embarrassing."

"Hey, it's fine. It's not a crime to have a little bit of fun. I know I would if I had a boyfriend." Chloe looks at her surprised.

"Wait, you're single? How?" Eliza shifted uncomfortably under Chloe's scrutinizing gaze.

"I don't know, honestly. I'm just awkward I guess." Eliza said truthfully. She really didn't have a good reason for being single, she had just never really given it the time.

"With looks like yours, you should have no troubles finding a guy. Just just gotta put yourself out there." Chloe slapped her lightly on her butt, causing Eliza to let out a subdued yelp. She was rather straightforward and handsy for someone she just met. Could it be her succubus aura affecting her?

The two girls made it to the campus, and thankfully the drunkard was no where in sight. They continued to small talk as they made their way to the classroom, sitting down at the same table since there was no assigned seating. Mrs. Ramsey walked in a few minutes later and begun class. It was uneventful to say the least, a normal boring class. Two hours later and they are freed from the monotony.

"I can't thank you enough for this morning." Chloe says again, grabbing Eliza's hand. "I really owe you one."

"It's not a problem, I sure you would have done the same." Eliza blushes ever so slightly, flustered by both the thanks and the soft hands holding her own. She was slightly disappointed when their hands finally split. They say their farewells, making sure to exchange phone numbers before going their separate ways. Eliza wasn't going to say no to another friend, especially one as cute and friendly as Chloe. Shit, I'm letting lust take over my thoughts again. Eliza shook her head to clear her thoughts.

Speaking of that, it had been a few days since Eliza had actually got a good feeding in. The events with Mr. Gordon and Kat were basically the equivalent of snacks, tiding her hunger over but not fulfilling it. Even being with Cindy didn't fulfill her needs, apparently woman not being as good of a source of life essence as men were. She felt the familiar carnal urge begin to well up inside of her. She would need to find someone by the end of the day or go into another feeding frenzy, and she really didn't want that to happen again. The problem lied in how she was going to accomplish this. Her confidence was slowly growing, but she still was a pretty shy and awkward person. Maybe Chloe was right, maybe she should go get a boyfriend, it would solve this problem at least.

Eliza weighs her options. The campus was filled with more hormone driven teens than she could hope for, she could probably approach anyone and have a decent chance of getting them in bed. The problem was Eliza wasn't great at just walking up to strangers at the best of times, not to mention with the intentions she had. There was also Cindy back at home, who she figured wouldn't mind going for a round 2. Though the conversation leading up to that was something Eliza was not very keen on having. Her mind then wanders to Jason, her friend who she hadn't talked to since the incident. This was unlike them, as they usually talked at least every other day. Though given the circumstances, she can't really blame him. He was probably avoiding her. Maybe she should try texting him. As if on cue her phone chimes, indicating she had just received a text from someone. She opened her phone to see 1 new notification.