By Homealone_447 Edited by slutkimmi and c-whyte
Author's note: This story falls in the categories of incest, mind-control and nonhuman
Part 4 of 6
Sondra wrote down something on a piece of paper and hung up the phone. At the other end of the line, Laura put down the receiver and turned off the computer.
"Let's go!" Sondra ordered the three slaves that were standing rigidly beside her.
Thirty minutes later, the four women ran silently across the yard of a suburban house and broke a small window on the back door.
Brenda woke up startled by the noise and sat on the bed. She kept listening for a moment but everything was quiet.
Maybe it was in the house next door,
she thought as she rested her head back on the pillow.
"Get her!" Sondra screamed from across the dark room.
Brenda jumped off the bed the moment she heard the voice but two strong women dressed in black immediately grabbed her arms and covered her mouth with a cloth. They dragged her down the stairs and out of her house wearing just her panties. The street lamps allowed Brenda to see that there was another woman waiting in a minivan with tainted windows. Brenda mumbled something but her words were unintelligible. She was pushed inside the vehicle and taken away.
* * *
It was very late and the streets were empty most of the way. Brenda looked around desperately as they parked in the front of a beautiful mansion up in the hills. Brenda was forced out of the minivan. Her legs felt weak from fear.
They entered the front door and two young naked women sitting in the living room looked in their direction. Brenda stared back at them and there she was, Susan Baker.
I knew it!
Brenda thought within her contained panic.
All kinds of ideas started circling around in her head as she was led up the wide stairs.
These women must be part of some kind of cult, or...
Suddenly, Brenda's mind became blank as she tried to process what she was seeing. There was an enormous and weird creature right in front of her, a blob of reddish meat moving like a lung with tentacles of different shapes and sizes protruding from the main body. Brenda screamed but the sound was muffled by the cloth in her mouth.
Sondra didn't have to hear the scream to know that Brenda felt pure terror. Looking at her eyes was proof enough.
"Don't worry honey. Very soon you will thank us for bringing you here. You will remember this day as the best of your life.
"Remove her panties and put her in that corner", Sondra ordered the slaves.
Brenda was forcibly stripped and the cloth in her mouth was removed.
"Please let me go. I swear I won't tell anyone about this... about your group," the reporter pleaded. Sondra just looked down at her and smiled.
"Guard her until she is ready to be taken," Sondra said as she left the room.
Taken! What does she mean by taken?
Brenda thought, turning her face worriedly towards the creature.
It was then that Brenda noticed a blonde woman standing beside the creature. No, she was leaning back against the creature. She had her eyes half closed and her legs were spread apart. Brenda could see something moving between the blonde's legs but she couldn't see clearly because of the angled position of the woman. Then, the tentacle moved and Brenda saw what was happening.
Oh my God! She has one of the creature's tentacles in her pussy!
Brenda's heart jolted and she started to cry.
* * *
The next morning, Brenda was still sitting on the floor. Her eyes were red after so many tears but at least she was glad that she had not been taken yet. The room was empty apart from her, the creature and one slave-guard. There had been very little activity in the house during the night except for quiet moans here and there, but now there were all kinds of noises coming from the hall.
Brenda saw a naked woman come into the room. She was a brunette in her mid-thirties, slim and attractive. Brenda saw the woman's eyes stare directly at the creature, but her eyes were not vacant, instead, they showed lust, pure passion. Brenda couldn't understand how this was possible. How the brunette could be attracted to this monster?
The woman stopped three feet away from the alien and turned around, facing the door. Brenda saw one of the monster's tendrils crawl toward the woman and climb up her left leg. At this moment, two blonde women entered the room and approached the brunette. One of the blondes had a butterfly tattoo on her hip. Brenda looked at them for an instant, before looking back at the tendril as it moved closer to the first woman's crotch.
Brenda knew what was going to happen and part of her wanted to look away but she couldn't. Maybe it was her journalist instinct to see everything or maybe it was some sort of perverted curiosity, but she just had to watch.
The tendril kept climbing until it reached the top of the brunette's thigh. Then, the woman gasped loudly, throwing her head back as the phallus pierced inside. Seconds later, the brunette looked at the blonde in front of her. Her eyes still showed the same passion as before.
The reporter wondered how painful it would be to have a rod that thick penetrating her ass, but it was clear that the brunette was in no pain at all. Then, something even more disconcerting brought Brenda back from her wandering thoughts. A reddish tendril started to protrude from the woman's pussy. Brenda's eyes widened with incredulity. The tentacle was a little more than an inch thick and it slid out more and more until nine inches were waving like a snake between the brunette's legs. Then, the blonde with the butterfly tattoo turned around and moved back against the brunette. The woman's tendril curled up and swiftly entered the blonde's anus. Moments later, another tentacle was coming out of the blonde's pussy. The third woman did the same and soon, the three women were chained together in a physical and mental bond.
