Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 7 by Imagineer32 Imagineer32

What is the Master Plan?

Siren's POV

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

*GASP* Where am I? What's going on? Who am I? I am Rachel Johnson. How did I know that? I just do.

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

Maybe I can figure out where I am. That will be a good start. Let's see I am on my back. The surface beneath me is cold and hard. What is it called? Table?

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

Yes that's it, I am lying on a table. Good start. Lets try sitting up...

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

That worked. Now I can look around easier. What are all these wires on my chest? Lets get them off.

*Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*

"Kovzhv wl mlg wrv lm nv. Wlm'g wrv. Wlm'g wrv, wlm'g-" I turned towards the strange new sound. Just then a little wisp of a man hurried into the room.

*Gasp* there my heart goes again. Did it get hotter?

"Blf'iv zdzpv!" That voice, it sounds so familiar. "Sld ziv blf uvvormt?" I wish I could understand him. Why is he just looking at me? Did I do something? "Irtsg, blf xzm'g fmwvihgzmw nv bvg."

He's coming closer. Next thing I know his soft lips are on mine. His tongue is in my mouth, wrestling for dominance. Then just as quickly as it started, he pulls away.

"Can you understand me now?"

"Yes," I said breathlessly. "That was amazing."

"Its was a simple matter of including Tamaranean DNA in your genetic code. This way all you have to do is make lip to lip contact with someone to learn their language. It is probably one of the least impressive things your body is able to do. We will work on that more later." God I hope so. That kiss was heavenly. "Right now, lets make sure you are functioning properly."


Author's Note: I am still looking for someone to help me with writing Sex. If you are interested in helping out, please let me know.

What's next?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)