MAIN Prelude to the Finale

DAY 113

Nancy had driven all through the night and now found herself sitting in her van just outside the long driveway leading to the mansion where her sister and niece were. The sun was rising on a new day and she nervously puffed on a lavender cigarette. She had just returned from the factory where they were made a few hundred miles away, the back of her van filled with bales of the leaves that made the cigarette.

Lana's fingers drummed on the steering wheel. The sun had just risen, but the train to DC was supposed to leave in a half hour and the whore still hadn't shown up. Lana had known from the start that it would be conflicted, a Master did not simply surrender itself naturally. Still, the plan that they had worked out was so flawed that there was no way it could work, IF she followed it.

Suddenly Lana caught sight of her walking towards the building, and Lana's car. The whore starred Lana right in the eyes without a hint of recognition. As she crossed the street and entered the station building Lana smiled broadly. As she appeared now her own mother wouldn't recognize her and with any luck in a few days she would be Queen of the only Hive left in the world, a Hive properly run and prepared to actually conquer the world.

Liza was the whores name, she didn't fully understand why Lana had sent her on such a foolish mission but she knew how to make it work better.

"I called ahead, someone is supposed to meet me here," she said to the woman at the front desk.

The woman looked up at Liza and said, "Name please."

Liza hesitated, she could look down the receptionist's blouse and see her firm round breasts. She could imagine them heaving and sweaty as the women screamed out, "I OBEY."

Liza shook her head after a moment, "Oh, I'm Liza, Liza Dunn. I talked to Agent Stevens last night."

To try and keep her mind focused she looked up and away from the ample bust of the enticing young woman sitting before her. Over by the elevators three men were standing with a woman. She wore a business jacket and skirt. Her ankles looked toned and firm, Liza's imagination filed in what the woman probably looked like under her suit as her eyes moved up her body. Liza hoped to soon find out how close her imagination was to reality, because she imagined the woman could be a real demon in bed.

"..I said please have a seat in the waiting room." The woman she had first talked to had already called Agent Stevens and was now talking to Liza again.

Liza looked down at her, she saw her pretty face and the top of her firm breasts. "Oh, yes, sorry." She said as she moved to the waiting room. Agent Stevens only took five minutes to arrive, more than enough time for Liza to imagine a menage a trois with the woman at the front desk and the one at the elevator.

Liza was even happier to meet Agent Stevens in the flesh. Her voice had been stern and almost motherly, Liza had imagined some fifty or sixty year old woman, but Agent Stevens was clearly in her thirties and in prime physical condition.

"Hi, Agent Stevens?" she said getting up.

"Call me Helen, no need for formalities. Just follow me and I will take your statement." Liza smiled as she followed Helen to the elevator, Helen was also wearing a dress skirt and it was tightly wrapped against her firm ass.

Liza had been emitting pheromones since she walked into the building, even if she couldn't have fun with all the women she met today maybe she could charge up their libidos and they would have fun with someone else, maybe even another Master, Lana seemed the type to not take chances just sending one. She saw Helen pull at her blouse and fan herself as the elevator doors opened, she was already feeling it.

Less than twenty minutes later Liza decided to make her move. She had been telling Helen a story she had concocted and didn't want to give Helen too much time to pick it apart.

"I'm feeling thirsty, can you get me something?"

"Sure," Helen said standing up from her desk. Her office was about 12x12, with plenty of room for a desk which was all Helen really needed, she preferred to be out of the office anyway. She did have a mini fridge among other amenities and walked over to it.

"I've got Coke, Fresca, water..."

"Water is fine," Liza had stood up also and was now standing right behind the Agent. Helen stood up and spun around, water in hand, they were so close to one another, their eyes locked and lingered for a few moments.

Liza pressed herself up against the FBI agent and kissed her, kissed her hard. Helen dropped the water bottle as Liza's tongue roamed through her mouth. She felt lightheaded but the passion of the kiss set her body on fire. In moments she was letting Liza guide her to the floor.

Liza had been wearing a very short skirt and was hiking Helen's skirt up even as she led her to the floor. Once Helen was lying on her back Liza slid in between her legs, pushing the skirt even further up. As the two kissed a thick tendril moved out of Liza and pulled at Helen's lace panties, it pulled them aside just enough for the smaller more nimble tendril of her spawn to fire into Helen and find purchase.

GreaterLiza had reasoned that, to this point, she had been following Lana's instructions to the letter. She had gone to FBI headquarters in Washington DC and had done the most suspicious thing possible, she had converted an FBI agent. It wasn't her fault that no one had caught her. Helen would be an excellent host, she had been horny all the time even without a host. She knew several people in personnel and had ongoing sexual relationships with four of her coworkers. Unfortunately, they were all male, but she had been hit on by two female employees in the recent past, one an agent and the other the assistant to someone who could meet directly with the deputy director of the FBI, who had a conveniently empty womb just begging to be home to a Master.

It had only taken an hour to fully convert the lustful Agent Stevens and the two had just finished direct communicating. Liza was so happy with herself that she agreed to let Helen use some of the memories she had just received and try licking a pussy for real for the first time in her life, how could Liza so no?

That was when Special Agent Stu Weatherspoon knocked on the door. It wasn't a hard or insistent knock, it was a "Sorry to bother you" type knock, as such neither Liza nor Helen heard it over their low moaning.

"Hey, Helen do you have a sec...," Stu said as he opened the door and peeked his head in. Helen and Liz were at the edge of his vision. Although the desk obscured what was going on Stu clearly saw Helen on her back on the floor. Another woman was straddling her, Helen seemed to be eating the other woman out. Stu might have ignored this if it wasn't for the four inch long tentacle slowly slithering from the vagina that Helen was licking. He had seen enough X Files to know when something wasn't right, and this wasn't right.

"Hey, someone! Security! Frank!" Stu had backed up from the door and was shouting down the hall. He had heard stories of Helen's sexual escapades and had spent a few nights imagining them together, he figured that she had a great body. As it turned out she was even better looking than he imagined and that was exactly what he was thinking as she stepped out of her office stark naked, carrying her pistol.

She shot him dead then stepped back into the office. Liza and Helen began putting their clothes back on hastily, they had to get out of the building now. However, it was hopeless, one agent was cradling the dead Special Agent and three others were in the hall waiting for backup when they left Helen's office. Helen fired at the three, she killed one and wounded another before being felled.

At this point Liza fell back to the original plan, she would let them capture her and then break under interrogation. Still, she preferred her plan, if only they had gotten away long enough to make that young woman at the front desk say, "I Obey."

With all the craziness of the last few days, Candy suddenly made her decision. "Angela, oh Angela," she called out.

"Yes, my dear," Angela said appearing at the top of the stairs.

Candy fixed her with a serious look, "I have a few things to do today. And I have an appointment with an old friend tomorrow, but after that we are leaving. So please have everything ready."

"Leaving?" Angela said hesitantly.

"Yes, we are fleeing this place and will probably not return,"

"But, my child I can't let you leave the Hive, I can allow many things, but not that." Angela's voice was tense.

"Something is going on, something that may be bad for our little collective here. We need to lie low for a while at least, while things settle down." Candy said as steadily as she could. Angela and her resources would be vital if she had any chance of getting her brother and herself away from this madness.

Angela stood frozen for several excruciating moments before looking back at Candy. "Very well, but I won't be leaving your side til all this is straightened out."

Julie was running as usual, she had run every day since moving into the cottage. Every day she ran a little faster or a little further. By now she felt like she could run for the rest of her life if she had to.

She had things to run away from. Black, icky, stringy, monstrous things, things that got inside you and made you something not quite human anymore. Those things had gotten into her sister, her mother, her best friend, and by now might be in everyone she had ever known, everyone but Jake.

There was one thing she couldn't run away from and that was herself. She had nightmares almost every night. Her sister or Alice or some complete stranger would be talking to her and suddenly black things would begin oozing out of them. Out of their mouth and nose and ears, out of their vagina and anus. They would try to get in her, in the nightmares they inevitably would get into her and then she would no longer be herself. She also had less gruesome nightmares, where Olivia would kiss her. Then she would touch her and make her feel oh soooo good. The orgasms would be mind blowing, better than any she could give herself, and then... Julie would be a monster too, seeking prey of her own, to kiss and touch and pour black ick into.

Those dreams made her so horny, she just wanted to roll Jake over and fuck him right then. But they had remained celibate. She worried that if she gave in to that she might give in to Ashley or Olivia if they found her. Sex that was better than any human could feel sounded tempting, but it was less tempting if you didn't even know what regular sex was like.

As she ran she could taste Olivia on her lips. That kiss had been electric, like no other kiss she had ever had. Olivia's skin had been so warm and soft, it was like a fire was burning inside her. And the feel of Olivia's hand on her breast, down her jeans had been...

Julie shook her head and focused on the trail ahead of her, it had lots of little loose rocks and tree roots, it was easy to stumble and Julie couldn't afford that. She had to keep running, running til all the monsters were safely behind her.

As the sun set Ashley and Crissy made their decision. They had been being too sentimental with Julie. The world was full of free hosts just like Julie and their experiments had been going so well without her, it was time.

When Ashley called Candy she was out. Dawn took the message, "Julie's timer is up," Candy would know what it meant Ashley assured Dawn. But as it turned out, Dawn never saw Candy again.