Day Five Part 7.

Meredith rapped impatiently on the door, and after a few minutes an Eve answered it. She was wearing a cherry-red thong and a smile. "Hi Meredith! Did you find anything out?"

Meredith scowled and pushed past her into the living room. "Nothing useful, but now we've got another one of you. Where's Claire?"

Eve smiled approvingly as the other two followed Meredith. The second one reached out and cupped her right breast approvingly. "Wow, I've got some great titties, huh?"

The first Eve laughed. "I guess she's new, huh? You mean you haven't played with yourself yet?"

"Haven't had a chance to," the girl said with a shrug. She release her pants and the fell to the floor, revealing a plaid pair of boxers. "I just turned into an Eve today."

"Where the fuck is Claire?" Meredith asked again. She looked at the Eve and her eyes narrowed. "And where's your hat?"

Eve smiled guiltily. "Uh, I am Claire. Or was Claire, I guess. Eve and I decided to pass the time with a little, you know..."

"Let me guess," Meredith said. "You felt an overpowering attraction to her, and when you were done having sex, you were both fully converted."

"I was pretty much all the way there before we started," Eve C said. "Claire got fast-tracked, though. Did y'all have sex in an alley or something?"

Meredith was taken aback. "What? How could you possibly know that?"

One of the Eves that had followed her into the room answered. "I don't think we're each Eve - I think we're all Eve. Like Eve is one person spread out across four bodies."

"Fuck me, are you saying you're telepathic?" Meredith asked. She sat down on the couch, suddenly exhausted. "Or like a hive mind?"

"Not quite," one of them said and sat next to her. "It's hard to describe. It's like we all share memories of our sexual experiences. Every time one Eve has sex, all of us feel it. I feel like I have a million fragmented memories of different-"

"Don't remember!" Meredith interrupted. "Don't! That's how you suck people in!"

She leapt to her feet, suddenly terrified. "None of you want to go back, do you? You all wanna stay Eve!" She looked from Eve to Eve, despair written across her face. "Do you even remember who you were? Oh my God, I have to... have to..."

Have to what? Jawline? Meredith shook her head. She was staring at the delicate jawline of the woman sitting next to her. Smooth skin delicately curving along the underside of her face, high cheekbones, those green, green eyes...

"Don't," Meredith protested weakly. The girl smiled and her heart melted. "Stop..."

Eve put a hand on her shoulder and pushed her onto her back. Eve was above her, on top of her, beside her. She was floating, hoisted into the air on the soft shoulders of four women who were one woman. She knew what was happening, but it didn't bother her. She felt so good as they placed her gently on the bed and surrounded her. She turned her head to the left and saw Eve's flawless face. She turned her head to the right and saw Eve's flawless pussy.

She cried out in ecstasy as a soft, gentle finger touched her between her legs. Her mouth cried out and her thoughts slowed to crawl. She wanted to stop something... a tongue on her nipple, a finger in her pussy, a sweet taste of the nectar of another woman and she was crying out, floating without a mind or a body or a soul, just a receptacle of pleasure in a infinite expanse of green eyes and soft tits and curly hair and sultry faces, hurtling through vast waves of unknown pleasures.

The light and the heat burned around it, burning off the old thing. Flames of excruciating carnality licked at the core of it and the charred remains of what it had been fell away, and the new thing flowered like fresh regrowth after a devastating forest fire. The body and mind and identity enveloped that tiny essence, a thick layer of me protecting it from the vast uncharted shroud of not me.

Eve opened her green eyes and looked upon her sisters.