Chapter 10
Jacob awoke with a snort and a sudden ominous feeling. Sitting up, it took a moment for the fog of sleep to clear as he listened. Something was watching him. A feeling he couldn't prove, but nonetheless, he felt eyes upon him. About to get out of bed, a sudden shifting of covers reminded him he did not sleep in the bed alone.
The woman, whoever she was, had fun last night. A smile broke out on his face as he looked over at her. She had pretty much passed out after the fun. At the moment, he didn't care about her any more. He couldn't. Once she woke, the change would be upon her as soon as she accepted it.
That was something he recently had learned.
The metamorphic change that hit women once they had sex with him didn't immediately occur every time. He found out by accident that the change could be delayed or resisted in totality, but it took an extremely powerful will.
Katie had demonstrated this fact. Two weeks ago, Aurora had set up a home part at another convert's house. The party had plenty of the neighborhood moms present. He had been sucked into what essentially was a fuck fest. Ten different women taking a turn on his cock. Except for Katie, who resisted the change and actually gave him a full night of fun with another woman besides Aurora. Sadly, it was only a night. By the time he finished stretching the woman out in every orifice in every way possible, she had succumbed.
He got dressed while the woman snored away. His dick was already hard with morning wood, but she wouldn't be any help to that. If he woke her, she may immediately begin cocooning. Pulling up his pants, he checked his phone. Aurora had texted him asking if he could swing by later today. That could be two different things, but she had been much more needy with him lately since he took charge more.
The girl snorted and caught his attention. She began murmuring in her sleep. No doubt the influence was questioning her now. Letting out a sigh, he got his shirt on and slipped his shoes on. Then he left the house.
His stomach growled. Something he knew he could get taken care of with a short drive. Jumping into his car, he started it up. The radio blared loudly.
"In other news, some recent disappearances around town have local authorities stumped. Investigators have been looking into the disappearance of Billy Marston, who went missing over a month ago. They have been looking around into the recent cases of missing men, but other than their gender, these men have no other apparent connections. If you have any information, please contact the local police or the anonymous police tip line if you wish to remain anonymous."
Jacob knew why and so he turned the radio off. Billy could right and fuck off. He never needed to be found. The rest of the men, well, if they didn't pair, they were gone too. After watching how Aurora handled that situation, he knew those men would never be found. Not even a single speck of their bodies existed in this world anymore.
Putting the car into gear, he sped off from the home of his latest conquest. Aurora had him traveling around a lot now to different women. Apparently, she had discovered the joys of online dating. That being noted, She had been catfishing women nonstop for him to visit. Those who she deemed or rather thought, would be receptive to their Goddess's mission.
He let out a sigh.
What even was the Goddess or her name? Supposedly the embodiment of lust. All that came to mind is the name Lilith, but she was a demon. This entity took the title of a god.
His knuckles gripped the steering wheel hard. Over the past week, his acceptance still wavered between wanting to run and getting laid. Thus far, he opted for the latter and Aurora saw fit to make sure that happened. Why she didn't have him in one location for these trysts confused him, but he hadn't been home since Meredith visited to fetch him for Aurora's first group worship.
That party kept coming back like a plaque in his mind. He thought about all of the women he fucked into acceptance constantly. None of them had emerged from their alien-like cocoons. Though to be honest, only the curvaceous one designated by Aurora as a 'breeder' interested him.
Vanessa had been her name. A voluptuous nymphomaniac who had provided him some great entertainment at that party. Her eagerness for sex and expressions left him with a pleasant memory. If she did become an actual 'breeder,' Jacob couldn't help but wonder what that would look like.
Every changed woman thus far, their changes did entail some sort of alien abilities. Most had teeth and morphable tentacles with a variety of use cases. Sexual appetites that in all honestly, would put pre-transformation Vanessa to shame in their sexual pursuits. They fucked men into submission, apparently looking for a perfect mate. Though, he didn't know exactly what that meant, being that no cases of successful reproduction had happened yet.
"So what would she look like?" he wondered out loud.
He laughed at the first absurd image that popped into his mind. A scene one would expect to see in a popular alien-centric science fiction horror film series. Fused bulbous ass cheeks that worked as a padded storage for eggs. Her spread with birthing hips and using that cushion as something to sit on. With legs spread for a session of sex. Once the eggs were fertilized with a man's cum, they would be pushed past swollen vaginal lips or out the tips of swollen tentacles. That would require a resilient dedicated mate.
Nightmare fuel for many, he was sure, but he for one, would revel in such a thing. Who knew trying to breed with such a xenocentric creature would be a kink for him. Then again, Aurora often showed him her exotic alien features.
Last night's rendezvous had sent him across town from Meredith's. Meredith was the police officer they had brought into the fold. Subsequently her house became ground zero of the priestess's recruiting process. Consequently, that home had become a cocooning facility. He thought that Aurora sent him out to maintain some semblance of secrecy for their activities. Hence, she sent him out a distance to lonely women, who could then cocoon in their own places. Simultaneously this furthered the reaches of the Goddess's influence too. Each women becoming another extra-dimensional sex monster that looked for a compatible male for 'worship.' The thought of that word brought a smile to his face.
Worshiping.
Their word used for sex. That's all it really meant. He didn't know why it had to have a different name. Then again, apparently every god needed a church. The goddess's church was just in any believer's bedroom. Obviously, every godlike being did need a way to gain power. Jacob briefly wondered if the goddess would keep to being an abstract thing or become a real entity. Maybe this whole thing was some sort of psychosis of an alien being trying to justify an invasion.
Bright flashing lights and a brief blast of a siren caught his attention in the rear view mirror.
"Shit," Jacob said angrily as he saw the flashing of the blue and red lights. Jacob pulled over quickly onto the side of the road. He hadn't been paying attention as he drove, and honestly had no idea if he was speeding. Thankfully, no one else seemed to be on the rural road. He sat and looked at his surroundings, while he anxiously waited for the cop to approach his vehicle.
They had pulled over in the woods. Where last night's woman lived was in a very rural area. A small road that really could be described as a side road. Tiny, he actually worried if enough room still existed for a vehicle to get by. As if to read his mind, the cop's stern but feminine voice came over the loudspeaker.
"Go up another five hundred feet and turn off to the road there."
A female cop. Maybe an opportunity presented itself for him to get out of a ticket. Chuckling as he followed the cop's directions, his erect cock slipped out of his underwear's leg holes and throbbed uncomfortably against the side of his leg. Wishing he could take his pants off, but knew there wasn't much point at the moment in doing that. He pulled over to the side road and waited.
The side road didn't go anywhere. No more than ten feet from where he stopped, leaned a half rusted green fence. It showed an overgrown path and itself looked to be losing a battle between wilderness and civilization. Sitting back, he waited for the cop to approach. A sudden tap on the window made him jump. More time passed than he thought in his meandering through the scenery. He rolled the window down.
"Do you know why I pulled you over?"
In general, Jacob hated confrontation. The entire notion of such a thing made him sweat and quake in fear. That had a lot to do with the bullying he endured nonstop up to a few months ago. Since then, that response dissipated in most cases. Not in the case of a police officer.
"No, officer," he replied, making sure to say the words slowly to steady the trembling of his lip.
"Jacob."
