Max rode through the crisp night wind. The motorcycle hummed powerfully between her young legs. Dark tresses of raven black hair flew wildly behind the vixen. On either side of her, a forest of dark shadows flew passed in a blur. Max cranked the throttle back fully. The bike shimmed and whined louder. The ride was necessary. She needed to get way from everyone and everything. The girl rode; chasing her sanity, which threatened to abandon her. Whenever Max leaned sharply; her leather-clad knee was barely inches from the asphalt highway, until she righted the motorcycle, and attacked the next curve. She had been driving for hours, looking for a place, free of distractions, free from visual stimulus and most of all, people. She needed to be alone. Eventually, she noticed a flashing indicator light on the dash of the bike; it declared she was running low on gas. She cursed between clenched teeth and resigned to pull off at the next exit.
Earlier that night Max flew out of the apartment she shared with her best friend, Original Cindy. A warm tingling sensation had begun to torment her. She knew immediately what was happening. Without warning she was in heat. Unexpectedly she had falling victim again to an alien lust that plague her mind and body. Max was a survivor of a top-secret military project, which had genetically altered her body. They intended to created the perfect solider by splicing her genes with God knows "who" or "what". The experimentation had worked wonderfully with only a few side effects. One particular annoying side effect was the "Cat in Heat Factor"
The engine of the bike rumbled to a silent stop as Max dismounted in one quick motion. With a feline grace she moved directly towards the burnt out husk of the station. Through yellow colored glasses Max surveyed the scene. She walked towards the station smiling at the young man she saw inside. As she walked closer she felt her temperature rise and an overwhelming sense of lust consume her. She fought the feelings and at the last minute she sidestepped into the shadows. From her hiding place she could still see the handsome young teller. She sighed heavily and banged her pretty head gently against the wall in an attempt to drive out the perverted thoughts that plagued her. Sexual feelings coursed through her body, yet she wanted to maintain her control and dignity. Perhaps if she just took care of herself first she could calm down enough to go inside and pay for gas without raping the young attendant. As soon as she had decided upon the thought of pleasing herself her hands became like things possessed. She unzipped her leather coat and reached inside with one hand to cup a warm firm tit. Max's other hand slide down the outside of her tight leather pants. She squeezed her thighs together and moaned feeling a soaring heat of her wetness.
"CUT!"
"What the hell are you doing Jess?" screamed James Cameron. " I need you to look sexually charged. You just look bored and disinterested"
"For Christ's sake James I'm doing my best," said sexy young actress.
She looked out into the bright lights of the cameras and tried to see the director of Dark Angel. She could hear the crew muttering to themselves but saw no faces behind the super bright lights.
"I'm freezing and it's starting to rain," said Jessica through chattering teeth.
"It fucking hard to feel sexy when you're freezing your ass off"
Jessica bit her lower lip and shivered, wrapping her arms around herself to fight off the chill.
"Can someone please get our little princess something to warm her up?" shouted Cameron. Jessica heard the commotion as people scrambled to find her some warm liquid. After a few minutes a young blonde girl wearing a FOX baseball hat and carrying a clipboard rushed over to her.
"Here Miss Alba, I'm Mr. Cameron's intern, he says to drink this, it's something really special. Apparently it will warm you up and also help to give you the proper motivation for your character. Oh by the way my name's Kelly. I'm a wicked big fan"
"What is it?" asked the dark hair actress
"I' don't know he just took the hot chocolate and added something to it"
"Probably alcohol" said the suspicious actress rolling her pretty dark eyes.
"Maybe, I'm not sure," said the assistant " He just said he uses it all the time to get frigid actresses to loosen up"
The wind blew sending an involuntary chill to claim Jessica. Without another thought she took the paper cup and swallowed the warm fluid in two great gulps. At first she just felt warmer. Then her head began to swim. She reached out to steady herself as she tumbled back into the brick wall. Stars danced before her eyes, she blinked to clear them away. She trembled as her stomach did little flips. It started as a small tickle in her clitoris and then grew to engulf her whole body. Her heart raced as she felt a flood of passions claims her. After a minute her head cleared but she was not herself. She was enraptured and under the chemical spell of a powerful aphrodisiac. She felt alive and alert as well as incredibly sexually charged. She was half aware that she was not in her right mind but did not care. All she cared about was finding away of satisfying the longing between her shapely legs.
The blonde attendant stared in shock as she watched the effect the drug had on Alba. Jessica smiled wickedly to herself as she crumbled up the cup. Kelly took a step back as she noticed Jessica sultry eyes traveling lustfully over her young body. Kelly could only imagine what dirty thoughts the 20-year-old actress was having.
