Max wakes up alone. Her memories of the night hazy.

“Arrgh” Max awoke with a groan. What the hell was going on, she felt dizzy and her mind was hazy. She sat up on her bed as she tried to get her barrings. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt the cold air of the apartment on her bare skin.

Why am I naked? She thought to herself, but before she could wonder anymore it all came rushing back to her. All the men, oh god so many men, she had let them fuck her. Her mouth, her pussy, her ass, she didn't just let them, she begged for it.

“Fucking heat” she grunted as she let herself fall back into her bed. Her memory was hazy, bits and pieces missing others jumbled together. It almost felt like a dream but she knew it wasn't. She would still taste the cum on her lips. As far as heat cycles went this one was a disaster. Rolling over she looked at her alarm clock. 9:32pm. Grunting she picked herself up, throwing some clothes on she went to the washroom to wash her mouth out before cleaning up the rest of the house. Making sure that all evidence of what had happened just hours ago was gone before her roommate got home.

Satisfied that the apartment was clean Max slowly made her way back to room, still utterly exhausted she collapsed onto her bed falling back to sleep.

The screeching buzz of her alarm clock woke Max from a dreamless sleep. Her hand clumsily hit the snooze button as she rolled over to face the clock. Groaning as she read the time. 7:00am. She had slept all day and night, if she slept any longer she would be late for work. Groggily she stood and started to get ready for the day ahead. Just as she did after all the other times she let her heat get the best of her she tried to forget what had happened and move on with her life.

Within the hour Max and Cindy were both leaving the apartment, ready for a long day of Normal's constant bip bip biping. Cindy hadn't bothered to ask why Max skipped out on work yesterday, nor why she had spent the entire day sleeping. She knew Max liked to keep some things to herself, and she was fine with that. Everyone was entitled to their secrets.

“Hey!” a mans voice called out at Max and Cindy interrupting their chit chat as they made their way down the street. Both girls looked up at the man unsure if he was yelling at them or someone else. “Hey!” he called out again, jogging up to them both.

“Yeah?” Max asked to man, he looked oddly familiar to her, as if she knew him from somewhere. But she couldn't place the face.