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"Well I'm all done here."
Delilah turned to look over her shoulder. Across the darkroom she could see Casey looking proudly at his photos as they hung on the line. The short youth yawned and looked at his watch.
"Man Delilah it's almost midnight. How long do you want us to be in here?"
"As long as it takes Casey. We have a deadline to meet."
"It's for a school newspaper. Of which I am the editor. Unless you want to take a break of sorts."
She smiled coyly and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Any other time and place I'd agree. Say your place in ten minutes?"
"Some things about you never change Casey. Haven't you ever imagined a liaison in a darkroom?"
"Any room can be a darkroom. You just turn out the lights. Besides, what if we got caught?"
"Casey it's midnight and there's no security. The only person who was ever here this late was the Principal."
"Until we dissolved her."
"Yeah well.." Delilah bit her lip. "Look Casey I'm going to finish up. I shouldn't be more than half an hour. You're welcome to climb in my window if you want."
"Sure. If I'm asleep wake me up." He kissed her and moved towards the door.
"Wake you up how?" she chuckled.
Casey rolled his eyes and closed the door behind him. Delilah kept laughing. Two months ago it would have been unthinkable for her to be dating a guy like Casey. But things had changed when aliens took over the school. Now it almost seemed laughable but at the time it was scary enough. She'd been infected before the others but she'd heard later how
they'd killed the mother alien, saving the school, probably the world. Casey had shown his courage then. And for the first time she'd been attracted to someone for more than their looks or social standing.
Delilah hung up the photo and stared at it intently as it developed. As she looked there was a knock on the door. "It's still open Casey."
She didn't turn around but smiled. Maybe he'd changed his mind about the darkroom idea. "So you just couldn't stay away from me huh?" Delilah said over her shoulder.
"Well now Delilah you always were irresistible to little old me."
Delilah spun on her heel, knocking a tray of developing liquid to the floor. In front of her stood a young girl with long blonde hair and a floral white dress, red in the light.
"No!" Delilah stared at the girl horrified. "You're dead! Casey killed you."
"Now If he'd done that I wouldn't be here now would I. Now why don't you come here and give lil' Mary Beth Louise Allen a hug?"
Delilah pressed back against the bench behind her as if mere force of will would push apart the walls behind her. Meanwhile the blonde took another step forward.
"Why Delilah you seem terrified. Do you remember what it was like? To be without fear? Without pain?"
"That wasn't me! That was just one of your parasites inside my head."
"Well now perhaps you did like it and perhaps you didn't but I don't think that really matters anymore now. You see your little boyfriend caused me quite a bit of suffering. Of course all I needed was a little bit of me to survive but the end results were a little unpleasant."
Delilah made a rush for the door but the smaller girl reached out her arm and pushed her back with unnatural strength.
"Did no end of damage to my reproductive system. I don't think you'll have to be worrying about those little slugs any more. I'm all there is left."
"What do you want?"
"Well I can't offer my peace to the world any more thanks to you. But maybe I can offer it to individuals."
Delilah nodded once then whipped out her fist. Before it met its target a small hand snaked through the air, tightening about her wrist. The taller girl struggled but as she did she felt the hand changing form, snaking about her arm. Delilah tugged but the grip became firmer and firmer.
"You see Delilah, I like this place. I like you people. If you weren't so scared of everything then things might be better. You don't need to be scared Delilah."
Mary Beth grabbed her other wrist and her second hand distorted into a tentacle, wrapping itself tight. They twisted and tugged, forcing Delilah to her knees.
"You don't need to be scared." The silky voice repeated. "I'm not going to hurt you."
Delilah felt hands moving in front of her. Looking down she saw another set of the girls small hands. She felt them fumbling at the fabric of her blouse, one by one popping buttons.
"Now you don't need to be embarrassed Delilah. We're both girls you know."
Delilah went to scream but something was wrapped about her mouth, silencing her. She tugged wildly but was unable to break the alien grip.
Mary Beth smiled with concern, looking into the girls terrified eyes. "Now Delilah. You shouldn't be scared. Why don't you take a deep breath and relax?"
Delilah continued to struggle until she smelt a strange sweet odour in the air. It was subtle at first but then stronger until it was thick. She tried to hold her breath but in the end she had to inhale. It burned like fire all the way to her lungs then the same fire seemed to flow right back up into her head. She gasped in shock, inhaling even more, sending her mind reeling.
"You don't have to be afraid." A distant voice said as she felt her blouse slipping off her shoulders. "You should never be afraid." Delilah coughed and rolled across the floor, shaking her head. She was free. Somehow. She tried to get to her feet but couldn't, stumbling again. Only then did she realise that she was near naked, save her black briefs. She whirled around to see Mary Beth smiling at her. The blonde was now also naked.
"Welcome back Delilah." Mary Beth giggled as she took a step forward. "I didn't want you to miss a second of what's to come."
Phone. Ringing. Stokely groaned and rolled over, lifting the receiver to her ear.
"Hello?" she mumbled, trying to clear her eyes enough to look at her bedside clock.
"Stokes!"
"Delilah? What's going on?"
"Stokes you have to help me! You have to get down to school now!"
"Delilah it's midnight.. What are you talking about?"
"Please! You have to...."
"Hello? Delilah? Ah shit!"
Stokely rolled angrily out of bed and reached for her jacket.
At ten past midnight Harrington High was dead quiet. Stokely walked down the corridor, every footstep echoing through the halls she was so used to seeing packed. She knew Delilah well enough to know there would be only one place she'd be. She pushed open the door of the campus newspaper office, hoping to find some answers.
"Delilah? Where are you?"
"Stokes.." a soft mumbled cry came from inside the darkroom.
"Jeez." Stokely shook her head and entered the room, finding it pitch dark. "Delilah? This had better be good."
"Oh it is." A soft southern voice said as the door slammed. "And it just got better."
The red light of the room flicked on and Stokely covered her eyes blinking. The first things she saw was Delilah. She was stuck to the wall in slime, naked, exhausted and looking like something out of Alien. Stokely turned around knowing exactly who she would see.
"Hello there Stokely? Miss me?"
"Eat me bitch." Stokely growled angrily. She'd been one of the last to be infected in the invasion and the hell she'd gone through before hand made her even more aggressive than she already had been.
"If you let me." Mary Beth smiled. "I've been teaching Delilah here a thing or two about the wonders I have to offer."
"Why the hell did you call me Delilah!" Stokely called over her shoulder.
"I didn't." the ensnared girl gasped a reply.
"Well now Delilah you really don't know what you did do you? I had you so high you would have promised to go naked to the prom."
"What did you do to her!" Stokely spat angrily.
"Why aren't you supposed to be the science fiction queen? I'm sure you've brushed upon many a lurid alien sex tale. Perhaps some rather arousing to your lesbian tastes."
"For God sakes, I told you once I'm not a lesbian."
"Not yet."
Stokely made a bolt for the door but the alien girl was too fast, wrapping a tentacle about the girls legs and pulling her back. Stokely struggled but there was little she could do with once she was lifted from the floor. She found herself splayed out, her limbs stretched as the other tendrils slipped her clothing from her, first her jeans then tee-shirt and finally her
underwear. Helplessly she felt her garments being stripped away until she was as naked as the others.
"Now Stokely, lets go talk to Delilah."
Stokely felt herself being lifted through the air, heading across the room until the tendrils forced her up against her friend on the wall. Stokely felt her breasts pressing up against Delilah's own slime covered chest. Then she felt Mary Beth's body squeeze in behind her, rubbing herself against the girls back.
"Now Delilah's a little more stoked than you Stokely. She won't take much at all." She whispered in the girls ear.
"Much what?"
Instantly Stokely felt the body behind her beginning to grind back and forth, pressing her into Delilah who quickly began to moan. Stokely could feel her own crotch being rubbed against Delilah and despite herself the sensation was somehow arousing. She guessed that the air in here was thick with alien pheromones that were slowly affecting her.
"Stokes.." Delilah moaned as the other girl pulsed against her.
"Delilah. You have to fight it. Try and hold on."
"Oh she tried to fight Stokely. She tried real hard. That only made it all the more satisfying."
Stokely felt the slime rubbing off on her body, smearing from Delilahs and Mary Beth. Sandwiched between the tow, Stokely was helpless. She could feel Delilah breasts pressing and squeezing against her own. The slick slime made
squelching sounds as the flesh of the girls rubbed against each other. Behind her she could feel Mary Beth rubbing her naked body as well, tendrils still keeping a tight hold on the girl. Stokely gritted her teeth as she felt her crotch grinding against Delilahs. She knew that not all of the slickness she felt was alien slime. Delilah was breathing faster and Stokely
could feel her nipples, now hard, pressing into her own chest. Likewise she feared her own body was responding, both to the physical motion and the alien chemicals.
"Delilah!" Stokely cried out in desperation but now the only reply was ragged gasps, hot breath into her ear. Stokely shivered, the sensation of the slime now covering her from neck to toe, tendrils lifting and pressing at her limbs, pushing her tighter and tighter against Delilah. The rapid breaths of the other girl made her chest rise and fall, pressing against Stokelys own chest, the warmth of their bodies merging, heating together. She could feel heat surging through her own body as well, a warmth which she didn't want but could not deny. The air was thick with the alien scent now and the pulsing vibration which pressed the girls together was increasing in pace. Stokely found herself gasping for air, each time sending another wave of the sweet slime scent. Delilah let out a quick series of gasps then moaned loudly shuddering
against the other girls body. Stokely realised that her friend had climaxed and that she herself wasn't too far behind.
"You're next Stokely." Mary Beth whispered sweetly in her ear.
"No!" Stokely protested, feeling the soft tendrils rubbing her back and legs.
"Oh yes." The calm whisper came again, even more seductive.
"No. No. NOOOH!" Stokely verbalised her protest even as she came, white hot energy surging through her. She felt her skin shiver, the slime accentuating the force of her orgasm.
Gradually it subsided and she regained awareness of her surroundings. Delilah was still breathing into her ear but it was shallower now, she seemed asleep. Stokely felt herself being lifted back, slime dripping between the girls as the tendrils lifted her away. She dropped back to her knees, no longer fighting against the irresistible force of the tendrils. Her head was still swimming from the air when Mary Beth's face appeared in front of her, sliming happily.
"Now you can't say you didn't that now can you?"
"What do you want?" Stokely groaned weakly.
"I want to show you a life without fear. But I can't solve all those problems. Just some of them. You don't have to be afraid of me Stokely."
"I'm not afraid of you?"
"Yes you are." The blonde giggled. "But you'll learn not to be. You can trust Mary Beth. You can trust me Stokely. I won't hurt you. You don't need to be afraid."
Stokely looked at the innocent face of the alien, the angelic features and deep blue eyes, piercing blue in fact. They stared at the tired girl, not blinking, not looking away. Stokely tried to turn away but a tendril slipped under her chin, fixing her head in place. Other tentacles massaged her shoulders, rubbing the alien slime deeper into her skin.
"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. I won't hurt you. Don't be afraid."
"I'm.. not afraid." Stokely repeated, the calm voice, soft touch and pleasant smell dulling her resistances.
"No." Mary Beth smiled sweetly, her blue eyes burning into the human girls mind. "not.. afraid.."
"That's good Stokely. Relax. Relax. It's alright to surrender."
"surrender.." Stokely replied, feeling the tendrils curl over her slimy skin, rubbing against her legs, pressing up against her breasts. "surrender.."
Stokely coughed and lifted a hand to rub her eye. The hand, she realised was covered in slime. Suddenly a flood of memories came to her and she looked about. She was lying on the floor of the dark room, naked and covered in slime.
Next to her, too close to be mere coincidence, was Delilah, equally naked, equally slimy. Stokely could still feel the warmth of the other girl. "Delilah?" Stokely reached over and nudged her. Her reaction of the moan once and roll slightly before coming into consciousness. Delilah lifted herself up into a sitting position and cast Stokely a bemused look.
"She's gone?"
"So it seems. Yuck. This stuff is gross."
"I can't believe what she did to us. It's.. eeegh" Delilah shivered at the thought.
"But it's not really is it? I mean., she did something to us, hypnotised us or something."
"Maybe.. I mean. It was weird. But it was kind of sexy."
"Now who's sounding like a lesbian?"
"I think the term is xenophile but I mean that was the drug right?"
"Maybe. Who knows? She had us tripping out. I wonder where she went."
"Who knows. She said she couldn't reproduce. My guess is she's going to find more people to.. well whatever she did to us."
"Why would she do that?"
"To give them a taste of a life without pain and fear."
"Weird." Delilah stood, flicking some of the slime from her arm. "What time is it?"
Stokely looked over at the clock on the wall. "Two o'clock. Why?"
"Because we have some cleaning to do."
"Maybe a shower too?"
"I'd prefer a swim."
"No way. I'm not going near that pool as long as I live."
"You realise we've been reprogrammed? We're not worried about anything."
"Yeah. But it's better than a parasite taking us over any day."
"Tell no one?"
"No one."
There was a lull in the conversation, the girls noticing that their clothes had been stacked and bagged neatly. They lifted them and headed for the showers, for once glad that the school had no security.
"So. Delilah? Casey that good?"
"On a purely physical level I'd have to say no. Stan..?"
They exchanged knowing glances.
"Nah."
And they headed for the showers of a once again alien free Harrington High.
THE END
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