Your friend, Sarah

As you wake up the next morning, you feel energised and eager, ready to make your first acquisition. As you eat a hearty breakfast to feed yourself and the five slugs wriggling in your womb, you think over who to first enslave with your new progeny. While you could engineer a situation to get some of the people you really want over to your house, it would be a lot easier if you had some help.

Sarah was your friend, but ever since she had joined the cheerleading team things between you and her had been a bit strained, given your run of the mill social status compared to her new friends on the cheerleading team. While she was just as good a friend when you saw her, it seemed like your time with her was less and less each year - though once you get a slug into her skull, you'll have all the time with her you want, and however you want her - given that the bonding process utterly demolished your morals and wiped out any sense of 'values' beyond hedonistic pleasure in your sexual preferences, you'll probably have Sarah's cute face between your thighs most of the time.

Texting her to arrange for a sleepover, using just a bit of guilt to get Sarah to agree, you fantasize about dosing your friend with slime before shoving one of your slugs inside her skull, then watching as her brain is conquered and enslaved. Keeping in the same fantasy, you imagine pushing your slimy pussy snugly against hers, slowly fucking your **** full of your progeny so she can put them in the skulls of the cheerleaders that have been so dismissive of you. Imagining Sarah's living room full of athletic women, all of them blank eyed and leaking just a bit of slime from an ear is enough to drive you over the edge, and you cry out in orgasm again.

Gathering your wits as you come down from the orgasmic high, you step out onto the back porch to tan your pale skin for a while, only to spy your next door neighbor Christina Walked sunning herself by the pool. Before, she was just your vain, older neighbor, but now your lustful mind sees her for what she is - a stunningly curvaceous, stacked blonde MILF. You can't help the wave of arousal that washes through you as you imagine her plump, silicone enhanced lips sucking on one of your slime-leaking nipples, so you decide to make such a fantasy reality. Walking over to the privacy fence, you squat and hold in a moan as your first slug slithers out of your slime-tinged cunt. As it dissappears under the vinyl, you have to decide whether to let your progeny go alone, or attempt to help it make Christina into it's meatsuit.