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Chapter 8 by wintermute wintermute

What do you find?

The Source

"S-somebody! Help!" A voice rises over the erotic commotion in the room, and Jessica turns towards it.

"Who's there?" she yells, dragging you along by the snatch behind her as she runs towards where the voice came from. She plows through pairs, triples, and more of horny students before the two of you end up in the back corner of the room. Where two walls meet, five or ten girls are piled on top of each other, squirming and writhing at all angles.

"Get off of me!" comes the voice, from beneath the pile.

"Oh, perfect," says Jessica, sighing. She looks back at you, and seeing your face screwed up from pleasure decides you're not running off. With her free hand, she plunges into the mass of girls, grabbing them and tossing them off. They move a few feet back and are sucked into the writhing orgy going on behind the two of you. After a few more are pulled off, a hand weakly forces its way out of the pile and Jess grabs it and pulls at it.

A boy comes out, one of your classmates. He's average looking, except for the dick that stands proudly out of his unbuttoned pants. Its beauty pierces its way through your haze and you're awestruck. It stands proudly like a monument to heaven, and a faint glow comes from somewhere behind it.

"Are you like them?" says Jess, gesturing at the students around you. He shakes his head, trying to get himself free from the clutching hands of two girls still on the floor underneath him. "Then, are you behind this?"

"N-no!" he manages. "I have no idea what's happening. One minute, class was normal, the next my dick just burst out of my pants! And then everyone got... like this. Like your friend there." He looks at you and you start to move towards his dick, drawn towards it on some instinctual level. Jessica feels you moving and blocks you with her arm across your body. Her hand digs harder into your snatch and you purr.

"So it's your dick that's causing all this, then."

"Why aren't you affected?" the boy asks.

"Hell if I know," answers Jess, "but I'm not."

"Do you think you could... block it? If you're not affected, then maybe you could, you know... shield everyone... by touching it..."

"Are you kidding me?" asks Jess, angry. "You're telling me even after all this you still wanna con me into giving you a handjob?"

"Well then, let's hear your idea!"

Jessica thinks for a second and then gives up. "Fine! But if this doesn't work, I'm gonna kick your ass."

The boy leans back a little bit, thrusting his dick out as Jess eyes it warily. One hand still firmly in your cunt, she raises the other one out slowly. As it moves towards the pristine dick, you see the light it gives off start to get a little brighter. Jess starts to struggle. The boy's legs start to shake.

"What is this?" he yells.

"Just hold still!" Jess forces her hand down towards the penis. A light starts to glow from her hand as well. The noise in the room starts to grow. Jess's hand digs more deeply into your snatch and you throw your own voice into the chorus, grinding your hips back and forth over it.

"Mel, cut that out!" she yells, sweat beading her forehead. You don't. Her hand and the dick glow brighter and brighter as they near each other. It's almost painful but so beautiful you can't look away. A wind starts to blow back at you and you can feel your hair whip back.

"I'm almost... there!" shouts Jess over the noise.

"I can't take much more!" yells the boy attached to the dick.

"Just hold on!"

Her hand hovers an inch above the penis and she's struggling. An immense **** radiates away from the two, and the light is blinding. The sounds in the room reach a fever pitch and your whole body is one big nerve being plucked by Jessica's hand. You scream in pleasure as her hand comes down on top of the dick, grabbing it hard. The light and wind blast through the room and you can't see anything. The pleasure crests within you and release comes through every pore in your body. Your feelings are echoed by all the other voices in the classroom, crying out in orgasm. The light fades a bit and you see the boy's face clench. Your eyes move down to his dick as it starts to squirt in Jess's hand, a thin arc of come flying from it and hitting you square in the forehead. Pleasure flows through you and you feel foggy. Your mouth moves into a big dumb smile as you slump down onto the ground.

"Mel! Hey, Mel, you okay?" Mel. That's your name, isn't it? No, wait, that's wrong... It was something else. What was it?

"Mel!!" You feel yourself being shaken and open your eyes. You find yourself looking up at Jessica from below. You squirm a little bit and find that your head is resting on Jessica's lap. It feels... nostalgic somehow.

"What... happened?" you say.

"Oh, you just turned into a mega slut for a little bit. No big deal."

"Yeah," you say, "that sounds about right. I, uh, guess I should thank you..."

"Oh, uh." Jess is blushing. You're sure you are too. "Don't mention it." It hits you that it's a little silly to get embarrassed after all of this and you smile to yourself. Jess sees you and smiles back.

"Hey, doesn't this remind you of then?" she asks you.

"Then?" you ask.

"Yeah, you remember. When we were kids."

Oh no. You don't know if you can fake your way out of this one. Your pulse quickens as you're sure you're going to be discovered as an impostor with no memories.

Except...

You do remember.

Just a bit, but an image pops in your head. You're laying with your head on Jessica's lap, just like this. You look up and see her face, much younger. Above her the sky is clear blue, and around you is an endless expanse of sea.

"The sea..." you mumble.

"Yeah," says Jess. "It was beautiful, wasn't it?"

"Mmhmm," you answer, closing your eyes for a second. Even after resting you're still a little tired.

There's a groan in the room. You sit up next to Jess and look around. All the students in the room, including the source of it all, are all passed out, strewn around the room, covered in fluid. Suddenly self-conscious, you bring your hand up to the spot on your head where you were hit, but it's dry. "Don't worry," says Jess, "I went ahead and wiped that off for you." You don't really want to know what with.

Another groan, and a few of the students start to stir. You look at Jess and you can tell that she doesn't really want to be in the same room with these guys again, same as you. You both slip out the door.

In The Hall

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