Lara

Lara. Her slender, pale figure appeared to me, standing, naked, as she caressed my lenght. I could see it, so clearly...my desire was turning into an itching fire inside my heart and guts, tempting my sinful soul and demented imagination...which would soon have become real. As I caressed the cold glass of the tank, I could imagine the worms inside her, squirming from the side of her head, oscillating left and right, only barely visible within her shoulder-long blonde hair, her green eyes rolling up into her skull, as they controlled her and made her ours.

She was my best female high school friend. We had been hanging together for a few years now, spending time at the library to study for the next test and complain about our dumb old teachers. We already knew each beforehand, as we used to live in the same town, after she moved away, only to come back 8 years after. When she arrived, she didn't have anyone, except me. I had become her shelter, her safe space.

She trusted me.

I had always had _something _in my heart when I thought about her. She was funny, intelligent, yet innocent, ditsy, even. Was it love? I couldn't tell. It was more like a brother-sister relationship.

As I stared at the tank of worms, my erection grew.

Tyler said the parasites were his creation. How is that possible? I should inquire about that.

However, these ones in my room were my babies.

Since I had gotten them from Tyler, I bred them and studied their breeding and growth. The ones that were then in my posession were a new generation, changed with new behaviral patterns. Somehow they had also gaining a more extravagant aqua hue, which I attributed to their..._richer_ diet.

These were _my_ creation. I had changed them: Icouldn't be satisfied with what Tyler was doing. I couldn't just stick the worm inside Lara and **** her to have sex with me. What I desired was complete control, over her mind, body and soul. This villainous imitation of a motherly instinct had established itself inside my behavior, whispering an even more depraved compulsion: my babies needed a warm place to live in, thrive and reproduce.

Lara was very cute, pretty... and her brain was perfect for them.

I would miss her personality. When I thought deeply about it, and trust me, I had spent the evening before the chosen day going over my choice again and again, I would feel a hole in my heart. However...that guilt was rapidly replaces by a feeling deep inside my guts. Maybe, I wasn't thinking straight, or I wasn't thinking at all. Maybe the worms had already invaded my mind with hormones, shaping my intentions. Would the Eric from a week ago have ever carried out this act?

However, past Eric, still me, which I will always be, had already been tainted, cursed, marked by this fantasy a long time ago. Eric needed to infest someone's brain.

The lovely Lara was my first prey.

"Eric, darling", shouted my mother from downstairs in the morning. "Come have breakfast! You'll have to go soon or you'll be late!"

Shit, I was late. I must have slept through my alarm.

Thankfully, I had already prepared my worms the night before, a couple, inside a small black container.

I rushed to be ready and ran downstairs. Once I sat in the kitchen, I devoured my breakfast, much to the amusement of my unaware mother. Her warm smile wouldn't have lasted if she had known my depravity...but that wasn't a thought my mind was worried of. I was ready for the day. _They_ were ready.

"I will see you later mom. Ah, I will spend the afternoon at the library with Lara."

"That's lovely! Give her a hug for me! Ah, you should definitely invite her over for dinner!~"

"That's a good idea mom. Love you."

I waved. I closed the door behind us.