He hears some shouting from the street

Jon took a second to decide where to go. The girl, now bimbo, seemed to be relatively fine and there was not really much he could do about her right now. But that strange woman, she knew a lot and she clearly was not affected by his powers.

Just as he rushed down the alley to follow her, he could hear shouting from the street ahead. One voice sounded really familiar and he recognized Freya. He ran down and when he exited the road, he could see her fighting with the strange woman.

"Give up, slut," he could hear Freya scream, and the other one called Freya a stupid bimbo. Jon wanted to rush for help, but then he saw how the strange cult lady pulled something out of a pocket and a moment later both girls were engulfed by a cloud of purple smoke. Jon was paralyzed for a second. He could see someone drop on the ground and then watched how some people, who had stood around and watched the scene, started to inhale the smoke.

"Damn," he mumbled as the bystanders started to make out with each other, ladies been pulled into quiet corners with clear intention to have sex. The smoke didn't last long and when it disappeared, Jon could see Freya laying on the ground. For a moment he panicked and thought she was injured, but then he realized that she was fingering herself and had one of her nice tits pulled out of the golden dress.

"Freya? Everything alright?"

"Uh, Jon, so .. so horny," she mumbled and kept fingering herself with three fingers in her pussy. "Must ... must ... cooooooohhhhhhhh fuck me," Freya then suddenly moaned and her body buckled as she screamed out a super intense orgasm. She wasn't the only one and nobody seems to really care. Then she relaxed. "Damn, that ... that was weird," she mumbled after a moment. Jon helped her up and she pulled her dress in shape again. "What happened? I ... the girl escaped and I rushed out of the club and then I saw the strange lady coming from the alley. We fought and then?"

"She seemed to have used some smoke bomb which made you and everyone around horny. And then she used the chaos to getaway. Damn, not another group who knows more than I. And not even a hint who she was."

"Maybe we have some," Freya said and pulled up a small black handbag. "She must have dropped this." Freya rumbled inside and pulled out two more balls, which seemed to be filled with the same pink dust. "Those could be handy," she said. Then she found a little booklet. "The goddess Meistis," she read on the cover. "No address sadly."

"At least something," Jon said. "And you right, those gas balls could be useful if we end up in a bad situation."

"I have an idea. What if we put the strange cult to the site for a moment and try to forget about all this. And tomorrow we check the National Library if there are any mentions of this cult."

"I wonder if you are still a bit horny from the gas," Jon said. "That you want to head back partying moments after fighting a weird cult lady. But I think you are right. She is gone for the night and I bet she won't try anything again for the moment."

Freya smiled and gave him a long kiss while pushing her tits against his body and groping his cock through his pants. "I would love to suck you off right here," she mumbled. "But I know the chaos it would create."

"And on top of that," Jon said, "this would be like setting a firework off for that strange organization, don't you think?"

Freya nodded and Jon put his hand around her nice body. Together they headed down the street, away from the slowly resolving chaos as the gas effect seems to fade with more and more of the affected.

They bought two cocktails at a street bar and sat down on a table, overlooking the party mile of the city. "I am feeling so young again, Jon," Freya said again. A group of young men walked by and one of them signalized to Jon that he had made a good catch in Freya. She noticed it too and blushed a bit.

It was a warm night and so Jon went to the counter to get a second round of cocktails. As he returned, Freya seemed to watch something. "Something wrong?"

"I don't know," Freya said and made a gesture with her head. "I am watching this truck over there." Jon carefully looked over and also noted a truck standing at the side of the street. What made it stand out was that the back seemed to be made out of some shiny material. Jon couldn't look inside but he wasn't sure if that was the same from the inside.

"The organisation from yesterday?" he wondered.

Freya shook her head. "I don't think so," she mumbled. "But something is off. I watched it while you were gone and at some point a guy asked two ladies and they had climbed in with him. And now the truck is a bit shaking.

Jon looked over again and noticed the effect. "They fucking?" he wondered.

"It seems so," Freya said. "But I feel the girls left before the current two were a bit weird."

"Weird? And there had been others in there before?"

"Weird that their clothes were really revealing. I had this feeling that they were off somehow."

Jon nodded. "So you mean ..."

"You already suggested that there are more with similar powers. Then this cult lady earlier. The organisation. What if this guy with his truck is one of those you are looking for."

"Maybe. Would be the first time in days I have luck. Beside of course coming together with you." He leaned over and gave her a kiss. "Maybe we should watch the truck a bit before taking a step?"