Mike opened his eyes. He found himself in a small dark room. Light from outside poured through wooden grates permanently slanted inward. A violent nausea turned his stomach. He looked around.
The officer found himself stuffed in a small room. Light flowed into the little room outlining a few corsets, bras, bikinis and other tiny outfits clinging to hangers. Underneath them were pairs of high heels lined up against the wall.
"This is going to be so great," said a seductive and familiar voice from behind the door.
Trying to steady himself, Mike sat up and looked through the wooden grates. Near the bed he saw a man. He was a big guy. Black shades, muscular arms and legs matching a chiseled stomach and torso. His impressive manhood was already up and throbbing at the sight of the busty beauty lying naked in the bed.
Stacy gave the man an evil grin. She leaned back on the pillows and slowly opened her legs enticing him with her glistening slit.
"Do you like what you see?" the busty blonde asked.
"Oh yeah." the burly man replied.
"Good. I'm glad. I'm going to make sure you get what you paid for. When I'm done with you you'll see that I'm worth every cent. Now come here. I want you to pleasure me."
An eager look crossed the man's face. He climbed up onto the bed and crawled between Stacy's legs. The man started licking her. Mike could hear the sucking noises as muscled hunk pleasured and played with her lower lips. Stacy smiled and jerked her head up a little letting out a grunt.
"Oh yes," she said. "Play with my pussy. You paid for my juices. Get your money's worth."
Stacy wrapped her legs around the man's head. He continued to work on her. She moved and squirmed around the man enjoying every moment of it. Unearthly moans escaped from her lips as the blonde woman drew the man closer to her. His face was completely buried in her crotch. She continued to pull on him with her legs grabbing the back of his head playing with his hair while he went to work.
"That's it," the woman said. "Lick every last drop. Mmmmm. It feels so good."
Mike watched as the man continued his work. She closed her legs around putting the man in a headlock pinning him against her crotch. She used her hands to push him down. The man stopped his work trying to break free. Stacy was too strong. A loud crunching noise came from the bed. Then sounds of tearing flesh. Stacy laughed as the man's body flailed around inside her grip. A second crunch came and the body fell limp. More crunching and sounds of tearing flesh could be heard before Stacy finally let go. After releasing her victim she let out a satisfied sigh and let the body rest between her legs for a while. Then she pushed the body over and covered it with a blanket. She placed a finger over her labia to take up some of the fluids and blood that dribbled from her lower lips.
"Mmmm," she said tasting the prize. "That really hit the spot. I think I'll save the rest for later. I really don't know why Jane has us discard what we don't eat."
Stacy stood up, went to her dresser and put on some clothes. Then she looked in the mirror and examined her face for a while. She looked at the glowing healthy skin of her cheeks smiling at the newest changes to her complexion and even the radiance the rest of her body seemed to exhume. She fluffed up the fleshy orbs that hung on her chest and ran her hands across her flattened stomach.
"Sexier than ever," she said to herself.
Mike didn't know what to think. He didn't know what to do. He just needed to get out of there. As soon as Stacy left the room he tried to stand. The nausea that continued whirling around in his stomach welled up and spilled out in the form of a white mucus. He toppled a little but caught himself. When the officer regained his balance he opened the door and crept out. His stomach still turned with nausea. Every step became a struggle as he walked up to the bed.
The officer looked at the covers concealing the man's body. He lifted the closest corner to get a look at the corpse. What he was greeted by was horrific and brutal. The man's face was ripped clean off. A huge bite was taken out of the front of the victim's face. Much of the soft facial tissue had been pulled out. Through the gaping hole in the exposed bone the officer noticed pink and gray chunks of leftover brain matter clinging to the smooth insides of the bone.
Mike turned away and wretched. Another bout of mucus fell to the floor. He staggered out of the room and down the hall. He didn't know what Stacy became but he didn't like it. He needed to get out of there. Who knows how many other women were converted. He could only guess what she would do to him if she found him awake and walking around.
Out in the main lobby the crowds were all gathered around the stages watching Stacy and two other women dancing and moving around their poles. They hypnotically snaked their ways around enticing the horny men with their undulating bodies. Mike pushed through the throngs of men. He felt another mess of vomit well up into his throat. It seemed sweeter this time like the strange fluids Stacy produced the last time she had sex with him. He didn't have time to think about that though. All he could do was swallow and continue to push through.
Mike was suddenly hit with an extreme arousal. His penis stood straight up. Covering the tent in his pants, he walked along the wall toward the entrance. He could sense all the women in the room. Their heat, their fragrance everything bothered him. They seemed to pulsate with the music like blobs of sexual energy. Mike stumbled over himself feeling self aware. He had to sit down.
The officer staggered over to the door at the front. Mike wretched. Another mess of mucus splattered onto the ground. He managed to open the door and crawl his way through finally collapsing on the concrete outside. He lost consciousness once again.
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A few hours passed. Mike found himself inside a car somewhere on the outskirts of town. A petite redhead peeked from behind the front seat. She gave him a slight Cheshire cat grin.
"It looks like he's awake," the woman said.
A woman with short jet-black hair and piercing green eyes peered from behind the passenger seat.
