Invasion of the Pussy-Snatchers Act 01

Cassandra brought her hands up to Alexis' face, and was about to take her lips and tongue with her mouth when she gazed into her friends' eyes. Now that Alexis was up close, Cassandra could see the change that had come over her friend since last night. Alexis' eyes looked empty and distant, as if there were no sentience behind them. Cassandra reacted with horror when she saw that Alexis now had the same doll's eyes as Catherine and Sherri.

"What's wrong, lovely?" Alexis asked menacingly. "Don't you want to give your good friend a kiss?"

But the spell Alexis had cast on Cassandra was now broken, and Cassandra yelled "Just stay the fuck away from me!" as she ran out of the office. She didn't even turn off her computer or try to take any work with her, she just grabbed her phone and briefcase and rushed for the exit.

Feeling she now had no choice but to call the police, Cassandra pulled out her phone to dial 911. Before she could bring up the keypad, the phone began vibrating and ringing at the same time. Cassandra looked down to see that it was Anna calling. Curious, she brought the phone up to her ear to listen.

"Cassie?" Anna asked.

"Yes, Anna?" Cassandra replied

"Cassie, you have to help me!" Anna's voice sounded frantic.

"What is it?"

"She locked me in the bathroom, I can't get out. I don't know when she will be back!"

"Slow down, Anna. Who are you talking about? Where are you? What happened?"

"Sherri! She locked me in the bathroom of our apartment. She has something propped against the door so I can't force it open."

"I will be right there, Sis. Don't worry."

"She made me do such horrible things."

"I know, Sis. It will be okay"

"Please hurry. She was talking earlier about taking me somewhere where they would do something even more terrible."

"I will be right there. I am coming now."

Cassandra got to her car and sped home. Cassandra drove recklessly, passing cars going too slowly and running a few red lights. She decided to try calling the police again and dialed the emergency number as she drove home. She prayed that it would be a man who answered, she had learned the hard way that women could no longer be trusted. After a few rings, a female voice on the other end of the line said, "9-1-1. What is your emergency?" Cassandra hung up as quickly as possible. She would have to do this on her own. Cassandra passed another car travelling too slowly and put her foot on the gas pedal to accelerate home more quickly.

Cassandra unlocked the door to her apartment and walked inside cautiously. Daylight Savings Time had recently occurred and it was already dark at just 6:30. The entire apartment was dark except for a light left on in the kitchen. Cassandra stepped lightly into the apartment, her eyes peering at corners bathed in shadow. The place was eerily silent. Cassandra approached the bathroom door and called out softly "Anna? It's me." When she didn't hear an answer, Cassandra jiggled the door knob. The door was not locked. Cassandra turned the handle and pushed the door in. It creaked loudly as it slowly opened. The bathroom was completely empty. What was going on here? Anna had called her from here less than twenty minutes ago.

Cassandra heard a noise behind her and felt a tapping on her shoulder. Cassandra turned around and saw Sherri standing behind her. Sherri yelled "Boo!" causing Cassandra to scream in fright. Sherri laughed uproariously and said gasping for breath, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I hope I didn't scare you too bad." It seemed like a prank Sherri would have pulled before she had transformed into this scary new thing.

After collecting herself, Cassandra demanded, "Where is my sister?"

"She is around," Sherri answered. "Don't worry about her."

"If you hurt her..."

"Please. I would never do anything to hurt Anna. She's like a sister to me."

"A sister that you have sex with."

"Hey, don't knock it until you try it."

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that. I want you to stop taking advantage of her."

"We haven't done anything that she wasn't completely willing to do."

"I don't believe that for a second. I'm beginning to understand what you... you creatures do. You've hypnotized her or brainwashed her or something."

"I assure you it is nothing of the sort, Cassie. Can I show you some pictures? I want you to see what 'unwilling' Anna has been up to today."

Feeling reluctant yet curious, Cassandra followed Sherri into the kitchen. Sherri handed her a large manila envelope. Cassandra opened it and pulled out a series of photographs. The pictures were in the same artistic style as Anna's photography, but erotic in nature. They were all in black and white and featured both Anna and Sherri individually and a few of the two of them together. Cassandra flipped through each photograph as Sherri looked on and commented on what Cassandra was viewing.

The first picture showed Anna from behind with her ass pointed at the camera while her hands spread her asscheeks wide open. She was looking back and smiling at the camera as she displayed her open pussy and asshole. "What a wonderful view. I'm lucky I got to see it up close and personal," Sherri said.

Next was a full frontal photo of Anna posing with her arms stretching out in the air. Anna's enormous breasts were pushed out and strip of pubic hair obscured her pussy due to the angle the photo was taken from. "I don't have as much skill with a camera as Anna, but I think I did a pretty damn good job on these."

The next photo featured Anna sitting in bed with her back against the bedstand. Her knees were drawn up with her legs spread wide open. Anna covered her genitals with a well placed hand though the slit of her vagina was visible between her fingers. Her eyes were closed with her mouth opened in silent ecstasy. "Your little sister is so damn sexy." Sherri seemed to want to comment on each photograph.

The next picture showed Sherri's sleek body posing in sexy lingerie with her elbows out and arms on her sides. "My first photo shoot. Anna makes me look way more beautiful than I really am."

The next photo was a point of view shot that Sherri took while Anna was licking her pussy. The lower half of Anna's face was obscured beneath Sherri's dark pussy, while Anna's eyes looked straight into the camera as the top half of her face peeked out above the mound of Sherri's black pubic hair. "You would never believe Anna licked pussy for the first time yesterday. She is a natural. If she keeps exercising that tongue she could become the best pussy licker in New York City."

Next was a picture of Anna sitting on Sherri's face. Sherri's tongue could barely be seen sliding into Anna's pussy. Anna was holding Sherri by her hair and grinning in pleasure. "It was a bitch getting the time delay right on that one. We had a lot of fun trying to get it perfect, though."

The final picture showed Anna's face up close. A sticky substance that almost had the consistency of semen covered Anna's fingers. She was letting a gob of the substance drip off her finger into her open mouth. Cassandra recognized it as the mysterious substance that seemed to be the source of the infected women's power.

"Why did you want me to look at these? Why even take them?" Cassandra asked as she threw the pictures down on the counter.

"It was Anna's idea. She wanted you to know how much she was enjoying herself." Sherri said. "Don't act like you weren't turned on looking at them."

Cassandra would never have admitted it, but the erotic and artful nature of the photographs had piqued her interest. She just wished it weren't her little sister being featured so prominently in the erotic photos. "Anna is very naive and not very bright sometimes," Cassandra answered. "She doesn't seem to realize that these photos could come back to haunt her."

"Don't worry, I think those will just go in my private collection." Sherri said. "It would be rather crude of me to resort to blackmail, unless you give me no other choice."

"This is getting ridiculous. If my sister isn't here, I'm getting the fuck out."

"Just one question, Cassie. Why didn't you tell me you were such a kinky little freak?"

"Excuse me?"

"When you were in your room last night I happened to look at your phone. I think you forgot I knew your passcode. I saw some very intriguing links in your browser history. What was one of the last videos you looked at called? Wasn't it titled 'Femdom Princess Donna pegs a guy in the ass'?

Cassandra became red and flustered with humiliation. She stammered, "You had no right to look at my phone."

"Hey, maybe this will teach you a lesson," Sherri teased. "Next time, browse in Private Mode if you are surfing the web during Cassandra naughty time. Pretty kinky stuff, I must say. Can't say I expected that from you."

"It's only porn. I just watch it to get off now and then." Cassandra was on the defensive now.

"Now and then? According to your history, you watch a couple of these almost every day. Plus it looks like pretty much all the videos have something to do with domination or control."

"That just happens to be what I enjoy watching. Big fucking deal."

"Why didn't you ever tell me you were into BDSM? I tell you everything about my sex life. I know a couple people that are in the scene, I could have introduced you."

"There's a difference between having a fantasy and living it out."

"What exactly is it that excites you?" Sherri asked breathily as she stepped closer to Cassandra. "Is it the loss of control that arouses you? Giving complete control to someone who owns your mind and body?" Sherri was close enough to Cassandra now that she laid her hands on Cassandra's hips. "I know exactly how that feels, and it is an amazing experience. Please let me show you. I know how badly you want this."

Cassandra shivered as she felt Sherri's dead-eyed gaze upon her. Cassandra whispered, "I just want my friend back."

Sherri smiled and said, "It's still me, Cassie. I'm the same scared little girl who bawled her eyes out on your shoulder after I came out to my parents and was kicked out of their house."

"Tell me something only the real Sherri would know, then."

"You always dreamed of being a famous author, publishing novels or writing for a magazine. The only reason you stayed at your job this long was because you still held out some hope that your dream might come true someday," Sherri explained. "When you were in middle school you tried writing a novel called 'The Shortest Path', but when you sent the manuscript to a publisher under the pseudonym Lessie Files it was rejected." Sherri was the only person that Cassandra had allowed to read the first draft of her unpublished book. Only Sherri could possibly know the reason Cassandra had gotten her job and stayed at it this long. Cassandra had to accept that despite her strange behavior, this person in front of her was still her best friend.

Sherri looked down at the floor and said, "Let me tell you something you don't know. Yesterday, I wasn't lying to you or just saying it to try and get into your pants. I really have had a crush on you for years. In fact, you might be the reason I am gay."

"What?" Cassandra asked incredulously. "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

Sherri looked up. "I was scared to. I didn't want you to reject me and end up losing my best friend too. It all started when I saw you changing into your pajamas when you slept over in sixth grade. I had already been wondering why I didn't feel like I fit in at school and why I felt so different from the other girls. When I caught a glimpse of you naked, I just knew."

Cassandra was shocked by her friend's admission. She could even remember the exact sleepover Sherri was referring to. This was back when Cassandra could change in front of Sherri without a single thought concerning her friend's sexuality. Cassandra had noticed Sherri staring at her naked, pubescent body but thought nothing of it at the time. Cassandra had thought perhaps Sherri noticed and was curious about Cassandra's developing breasts and the hair beginning to grow on her pubis. After discovering Sherri's sexuality a few years later, Cassandra knew that Sherri had been a lot more curious about the changes to her body than she initially realized.

Sherri wrapped her arms around her friend but Cassandra was unwilling to return the embrace. Sherri held her friend tightly nonetheless as she continued speaking, "I've had sex with over a hundred women in my lifetime, but the only one I ever really wanted was you. Every time I sleep, I dream that you will be next to me when I wake up. Every morning I awake disappointed. I've wanted to tell you for so long."

Cassandra felt a little guilty for refusing Sherri's advances, but still wanted to remain steadfast in her opposition to becoming a homosexual. She patted her friend lightly on the back instead of hugging her as she asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will just reject you now after years of waiting to finally tell me this? What has changed?"

"This time I know you will be mine." Sherri smiled mischievously at Cassandra. "Will you please just do this for me?" Sherri begged.

Cassandra sighed and realized that she was through with fighting. Her curiosity had also gotten the best of her. She held her arms around Sherri and asked resignedly, "What do you want me to do?"

Now that Sherri had her friend in her arms, she hugged her back even tighter. "Just one small thing. Anything else we might do will be entirely up to you."

"Well, tell me what is so we can get this over with."

Sherri removed an arm from around Cassandra and stuck her hand down the front of her jeans. She rubbed beneath her pants for a few seconds before taking her hand out and extending it up towards Cassandra. "Just a taste," Sherri told her friend.

"Gross? Are you serious?" Cassandra asked.

Sherri nodded. Her wet fingers were a few inches away from Cassandra's mouth. Just have a quick taste, Cassandra thought, tell her you don't like it and maybe this will be over with. As Sherri's fingers drew closer to her mouth Cassandra detected a familiar, sweet smell mixed with Sherri's natural scent. A voice popped in her head and insisted she take Sherri's finger in her mouth and suck on it. It promised untold pleasures that were to come as soon as she submitted. If the voice was this strong after just smelling Sherri, how strong would it be after Cassandra tasted her?

"What's going to happen?" Cassandra asked fearfully. She both dreaded and strangely anticipated the possibilities of what would happen next.

"Your whole world is going to change. Don't worry, you will love it." Sherri said. Sherri put her finger on Cassandra's lip and Cassandra stuck out her tongue out to lick the tip. As the sweet taste hit Cassandra's tongue, a wave of pleasure came over her. It rippled throughout her entire body but centered in her loins. The strange, yet familiar voice she had been hearing every time she came in contact with the sweetness suggested more insistently what Cassandra should do next. Cassandra found that she could no longer resist the voice's commands and truly had no desire to. Cassandra opened her mouth and moved it down over Sherri's finger. The sweetness tasted even stronger as Cassandra began sucking on Sherri's finger and the pleasure rocking her body increased. Sherri added another one of her fingers that had the same sweet juice on it to Cassandra's mouth. Cassandra let out a guttural moan as the pleasure flowing through her body doubled.

The voice mentioned how soft and inviting Sherri's lips looked right now. Cassandra agreed and slowly moved her mouth off of Sherri's fingers. As Sherri's middle finger left Cassandra's mouth, she kissed and licked the tip of it. Cassandra aggressively pulled her friend closer to plant a kiss on her lips. They gave each other's lips a few quick pecks before Sherri opened her mouth to allow Cassandra's tongue to enter. Cassandra made out with a woman for the first time in her life, and it was with her best friend. Cassandra had her arms wrapped around Sherri's neck while Sherri scratched her fingers lightly up and down Cassandra's back. The two of them took turns sticking their tongues in each others mouths. The receiver licked and sucked on the visiting tongue exploring their mouth. Cassandra reflected on how Sherri was by far the best kisser she had ever been with. Sherri's flexible, experienced tongue made playful teases and dirty promises as it moved in Cassandra's mouth.

Sherri brought her hands up to feel Cassandra's breasts over her blouse. Sherri squeezed and caressed her friends tiny breasts. Sherri's hands felt spectacular on Cassandra's chest as they massaged her tits. Cassandra moaned into Sherri's open mouth, causing the ebony beauty to suck Cassandra's tongue into her mouth and make out with her friend even more strongly. Sherri's teeth bit lightly against Cassandra's lips and her tongue licked the sides of Cassandra's face when it was not busy inside her mouth.

The voice chimed in again to remind Cassandra how tight and fit Sherri's ass looked. Cassandra silently thanked the voice for the suggestion and brought her hands down Sherri's back. Cassandra put her hands down inside the back of Sherri's jeans to sample her friends posterior for herself. Sherri's bare buns felt surprisingly cool to the touch, but smooth and supple between Cassandra's fingers. Cassandra squeezed and pinched her friends ass causing Sherri to yelp in pain. Cassandra used her grip to pull Sherri closer as their kissing grew even more passionate.

Sherri broke the kiss after another minute and lowered herself to her knees. She put her hands on the waist of Cassandra's skirt and yanked it down to the floor in one swift motion. Cassandra gasped as her underwear and bare legs were suddenly unveiled. Cassandra stepped carefully out of her skirt with her high heels still on and kicked the skirt away with a flick of her toe. Cassandra still wore the same unflattering underwear, but Sherri remarked on it favorably, "Even you can make granny panties look sexy, Cass."

Sherri kissed Cassandra on her stomach and began to lick her belly just above where Cassandra's curly pubic hair began. Sherri kissed her way down the inside of Cassandra's thigh and then took a long lick up into the corner of Cassandra's pelvis. Cassandra let out a moan as Sherri slowly licked through her underwear from the bottom of Cassandra's pussy up to her clitoris. Cassandra took Sherri by the hand and pulled her up. She led Sherri to the couch, desire burning in her eyes. Cassandra laid on one end of the couch while Sherri sat facing her on the other end. Cassandra slowly and seductively unbuttoned the buttons of her blouse one at a time. She playfully pretended to fumble with the last button that would reveal her bra.

"You big tease," groaned Sherri. The two of them giggled while Cassandra removed her blouse, leaving her clothed in just her bra and underwear.

"You waited this long," said Cassandra, "You can be patient a little bit longer." Something seemed to be clouding Cassandra's mind, removing all of her normal inhibitions. This seemed so wrong and so right at the same time which just made it even more exciting. Cassandra decided to live in the moment, and at this moment she wanted nothing more than to fuck her best friend.

Sherri began taking off her shirt and jeans as well. She did not have a bra on underneath her shirt so undressing caused her ample brown breast to bounce out as she pulled her shirt over her head. Both her nipples were pierced with a ring attached to them. As Sherri peeled her tight jeans off her body, Cassandra noticed she was wearing the same sexy lingerie featured in one of the photographs earlier. Cassandra beckoned to Sherri with her finger and spread her legs open wide. Sherri's mouth gurgled with lust as she crawled forward and set her hands on each of Cassandra's shapely thighs.