Unspoken Pleasure

Lisa woke up from the cold hours later. It was dark out, and a quick look at her alarm clock showed that it was half past nine. She bolted upright in bed, terrified that she'd been so vulnerable for hours and shocked that nothing had happened to her. She was also annoyed to discover that even after cumming half a dozen times, she was still horny. Quickly, she got out of bed, and started changing clothes into a warmer outfit. She chose her least flattering leggings that unfortunately still did a decent job of showing off her ass, and a gray hoodie. Then she grabbed a hiking backpack in her closet and started filling it with spare clothes, and whatever seemed useful. The world had gone insane, and she had to get out of here. Then with her backpack on, she crept down the stairs, careful to avoid every squeak creaky step she'd memorized over the years. The way Chad had effortlessly turned her mom from a devout and sexless christian woman into a nympho slut through those pheromones was as insidious as it was frightening. Lisa worried that if she ran into him or anyone like him, it was over. She couldn't let herself worry about that now though. Rightnow she needed to get some food and water and get out of the house without anyone noticing. When she reached the entryway though, she could hear the sound of moaning coming from the living room. Lisa knew that she shouldn't investigate - that she should run before someone noticed her and roped her into whatever sick game was playing out in there, but whether it was the pheromones or just twisted curiosity, she couldn't help but take a peak.

So Lisa edged to the door and then used the black flatscreen across from her as an impromptu mirror to see what was happening. At first she could only see four shapes, but as her eyes adjusted, she brought her hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp. On the couch was her father, fucking the neighbor's wife from behind, while her mother watched, idlying playing with her pussy while she stroked... Lisa's heart was pounding as she saw it. Her mother was idly stroking a pretty obvious baby bump. It had only been a few hours since she watched Chad fuck that egg inside of her, and now she was already showing? At this rate she'd give birth tomorrow. That was... Lisa was in shock. It had been a day since the meteor landed, and already it seemed like everyone in town was infested, everyone but her. She had to...

"Mmmmmm, when is it my turn," an unfamiliar voice whined, "You haven't let me try your new dick yet, daddy, and it looks so much more fun than your old one..."

"And she calls you Daddy?" Lisa's mother remarked dryly, "Isn't that adorable. You've been cheating on me with a girl old enough to be your daughter and you make her call you daddy..." But she didn't sound mad about it.. She just slowly edged her pussy while she watched her husband fucking the neighbor. Which made the fourth person in the room... her Dad's secretary.

"Of course I have been, you frigid bitch." Her dad remarked, grunting in pleasure as he started to force an egg into Mrs Stevens. "And after I finish using our neighbor's cunt, I'm going to make you watch while I fuck an egg into her tight teen pussy too."noveldrama

"Mmmmm," her mom purred, "That sounds hot. At least you're using her and not our daughter I suppose. Well..."

Lisa pulled back from the living room in horror, and then turned and fled into the kitchen as quickly as she could without making a sound. She didn't want to know what they were about to say next; she'd spent her whole life with these people, and now it was like she didn't know them at all. Her mother was watching her dad fuck the neighbor while pregnant from Lisa's boyfriend, and she seemed happy about it. It was such a shock to Lisa's system she couldn't comprehend it. She walked right through the kitchen, stopping only to grab a bottle of water. If she lingered too long, they might find her, and Lisa hadn't worked so hard to stay a virgin just to have her dad's alien cock be her first.

Once in the garage, she went to slip out the back door when she noticed her dad's respirator sitting on the workbench. If that was good enough to keep the fumes out of his lungs when he was varnishing the coffee table, then maybe it would keep the pheromones at bay so she wouldn't go crazy like everyone else had, she thought, grabbing it and slipping it in her pack. She was already uncomfortably wet just from watching her dad fuck Mrs Stevens for a few seconds even though she'd found the entire scene to be disgusting. If she ran into a guy that had been turned into one of those things on her way out of town then she would be in big trouble... As she finished that thought, Lisa looked around for something to use as a weapon just in case, she grabbed the largest club in her dad's golf bag at left out the back door, and then turned right, leaving the backyard through the side gate.

The streetlights were on, but otherwise the street she lived on was dark and deserted. Until today she'd always thought she had a very safe neighborhood, but now... now every shadow held menace. If something as safe and dull as her house could become an orgy, then where could she go that was safe? Lisa's first thought was the sheriff department, but she quickly ruled that out. If they were the ones that had found Chad, then whatever had corrupted him would have corrupted them almost immediately. Ditto for the school, the plant, and anything else that might have a lot of people. More people meant more danger.

So what had the least amount of people? Where wouldn't any of these creeps find her? The only place that sprang to mind as definitely empty, was the cemetery, but everything already seemed like a horror movie - did she really want to scare herself to death by going there? Should she try to get to Margaret and warn her? Lisa checked her cellphone again while she thought. It was still dead, but that was no surprise. Maybe if she went north out of town her phone could reach one of the cell towers on the highway, and she could get the word out that way? Or maybe she could just hunker down in the cemetery and wait for help to arrive. That was a terrible plan in most horror movies, but in this one, it just might be the right move.

Lisa sighed, and started walking north up the street. Right now the destination didn't matter, because they were all in the same direction. She could try to save Margaret first, and if the coast was clear they could make a run for it, otherwise she could hide out in the cemetery and wait to see what happened next.

The twenty minute walk to Margaret's house was eerie. There weren't any cars on the street, and occasionally she could hear moans or screams of pleasure coming from random houses on the block. It really did feel like a horror movie. Once a guy called out to her, and Lisa took off running. She was lucky he had been so far away. If she'd been close enough to smell him, she probably would have had to do whatever he said. She considered just wearing the mask, but it made it hard to breathe and limited her vision; it was better to wait until she really needed it, she thought. As she got closer to the center of town, and to her friend's condo, there was definitely more activity, forcing Lisa to stick to the shadows and try not to be noticed. It Almost seemed like some guys were going door to door, fucking anything that moved. Deep down as Lisa approached the townhouse she knew that she was too late, but not being able to help her mother had been eating at her all evening, and she knew that if she didn't try to save someone in all this madness, she would never forgive herself.

When Lisa arrived at her destination, she found the door ajar, and her ex-boyfriend's car parked out front. Lisa cursed herself for being too late before putting on her ventilator mask, readying her golf club and hurrying inside. She heard his voice before she saw him.

"Come on slut, you're not getting this dick until you tell me where she is," Chad taunted. "You saw how much your mommy loved this cock. Don't you want to try it next?"

"I do," Margaret said through her tears of frustration. "I want it so bad. Please let me taste it Chad. Please."

Lisa risked a quick glance around the corner, trying to see what was going on. Before she ducked back she saw Margaret's mother laying blissed out and well fucked on the couch, and Margaret on her knees in front of her ex, who was facing away from her. "No," Chad said, "Not yet. You tell me where that slutty little friend of yours might be hiding and I'll give you the pleasure you ache for. Until then it's more fun to watch you suffer."

She wasn't too late. Maybe she could save her after all; Chad was so bent on tracking down the one girl that had gotten away that he was taking his time to toy with his latest victim. She had a chance to save Margaret, if only she could overcome her heart that was pounding so hard it was threatening to beat right out of her chest. The situation was insane and terrifying. She'd never hit anyone in anger in her whole life, and now she was going to what? Beat up man nearly a foot taller than her? That seemed like a terrible idea, but what was the alternative? Watch something else terrible happen to the last person in town that she cared about that wasn't a monster? She just couldn't do that. Lisa raised up her club waiting until he was distracted, and then she would do her best.

She didn't have to wait long. Moments later Margaret started talking again and she made her move. "I'm telling you. I don't know. If she's not home she could be anywhere. She... She's right behind you!" Lisa cursed herself. She should have thought of that. Right now her friend would do anything to please this monster because she wasn't in her right mind. Anything included selling her out. Lisa shook off the surprise and brought the club down with all her might at Chad's head as he started to turn around.

"Ah fuck, you crazy bitch," he cursed, staggering back a step. He'd caught part of the blow on his raised forearm and so it didn't knock him out like she'd hoped. "Drop the club cunt. I'm going to make you pay for that." Lisa dropped it without hesitation, and he smiled, her face already switching from anger to enjoyment as he thought he'd finally found the prey he'd been hunting.