eived the feeling was mutual. He was fat and lazy. He moved in a week after meeting her mom and instantly made her feel a stranger in the trailer home that she and her mother called home. Sandra remembered the critical moment.

It was a beautiful indian summer day. Leaving the school grounds with a new friend, they walked together to the new friend's house. Her new friend, Lisa, had many things Sandra wished she had-two parents, a real house, cable TV, a computer, and a real nice CD player. Sandra had hung around listening to music while the girls giggled about school gossip. Suddenly, the sixth grader realized she was late and excused herself. Sandra ran all the way home, arriving at the front door at five minutes past five.

When she walked in, her mother and the boyfriend gave her a look. Greg looked at his watch and said: "she needs to be taught a lesson". "I think you're right Greg", her mother added. Her mother and Greg stood up. Greg pulled the belt from his pants. Terrified, Sandra asked:"What are you doing?" as she backed against the door.

Sandra's mother caught the girl. Pulling her backpack away, she began to pull Sandra by the arms over an easy chair. "NO" Sandra screamed as she tried to escape. Greg also grabbed Sandra's arms instructing her mother to take Sandra's legs. Once her mother anchored Sandra's legs, Greg laid into her with the belt, hitting the soon to be twelve year old in the back. Sandra lost count of the strikes, which finally stopped when a winded Greg said "That's enough".

Both adults released the girl. Crying, Sandra jumped up and ran in her room. Throwing herself on the bed, Sandra cried from pain and rage. A moment later, Sandra's mother appeared, throwing Sandra's backpack on the floor next to the bed. Sandra turned to her mother. "WHY?" the girl screamed. "Greg is going to teach us discipline, something you need lots of", her mother replied.

"YOU'RE INSANE!" Sandra screamed.

Sandra's mother slapped her hard, knocking her across the bed. "Don't EVER talk to me that way" the woman ordered. The wounded girl crawled off the bed. Crying, she picked up her backpack. Opening it, she made her way to the cardboard box that contained her underwear. Scooping two handfuls into the nearly empty backpack, she staggered over to the closet where she pulled two jeans and several shirts off hangars.

"Leaving are you?" the woman taunted, "give me the keys. I don't ever want you to come back. You've ruined my life enough as it is".

With trembling hands, Sandra gave her the trailer keyset.

"Now, get out" the woman ordered.

Frightened and confused, Sandra walked hurriedly through the trailer. Opening the door with tear filled eyes, she broke into a run as she got outside. She ran enough to get out of the trailer park.

She wandered for an hour before settling into a city park. Sitting against a tree, she broke into a cry again. She cried for a while before hearing a familiar voice. She looked up to see Peter, a friend from school. "What's up?" he asked. Through sobs, she told her story. "Come home with me" he offered.

Peter also lived in a trailer park, a distance from her own. Peter lived with  his  father, who quickly said yes to Peter's request for Sandra to stay. The man set up a cot for Sandra in the tool room next to his bedroom. Peter's room was on the other side of the trailer.

Right after bedtime, Sandra found out that Peter's father had an agenda. Oscar came into the room and pulled back the blanket. Sandra tried to cover herself, but Oscar pulled the hands away from the thin, 4'11" brunette. Sandra was wearing a T shirt and panties.

Oscar leaned in, "If you're going to live under my roof and eat my food, you're going to have to pay rent" he said tugging her panties down. Sandra tried to resist, but he was too powerful. He forced her legs open. Positioning himself he opened his zipper. Taking out something Sandra had never seen before, he began to force his way into her.

Sandra gasped as the head of his dick entered her. Oscar placed his free hand over her mouth as he continued forcing his way in. Sandra began crying from fear and pain as he pumped her no longer virginal pussy. Suddenly he shook as she felt her pussy fill with hot liquid. A moment later, Oscar pulled himself off of her and left the room. Sandra cried herself to sleep that night.

Oscar's visits were nightly at the same time. Sandra grew used to him, and just laid there as Oscar did his business. Finally, a week later, Sandra saw a chance for salvation. He was leaving for a weekend with his mother and asked if Sandra wanted to tag along. Oscar said no, adding that Sandra had housework to do.

Peter was gone less than a minute when Oscar made his plans clear. "Take your clothes off" he ordered, "I'm going to teach you how to please a man". Sandra did as she was told, undressing in the hallway and throwing her clothes in her room. She joined oscar in his bedroom, where he was undressing.  She climbed up on the bed, lay on her back and spread her legs. Oscar  sat n the bed and told her to sit up. Grabbing her by the head, he pulled her toward his crotch, telling her to open her mouth. He then filled her mouth with dick, showing her how to use her mouth and hand to give head. His orgasm caught her by surprise, most of which spilled out of her mouth as she choked on his cum.

He took a moment to catch his breath, then told her to get on all fours. He entered her from behind. Sandra just responded to his thrusts, but was caught by surprise after he came when he pulled her into him. Pulling her back against his chest, he was quiet for a long moment. Then reaching over, he pulled a rod from the corner. "Open your legs" he ordered. Sandra obeyed. He began striking her hairless pussy with savage strokes of the rod. Sandra screamed and struggled against him as she closed her legs. "Open your legs!" he ordered again as he pulled her long hair with his free hand. Sandra reluctantly opened her legs. He began hitting her pussy again.

After six more strokes, he threw the rod against the wall. He then shifted his grip to her nipples, which he squeezed mercilessly. Sandra screamed and struggled, finally breaking his grip. She jumped from the bed. Oscar lept after her, his left leg landing on a magazine as he grabbed her left arm. Sandra whirled and hit. Oscar, already falling from the slippery magazine under his foot, had his fall accelerated by the fist strike. Oscar struck his head on the nightstand and fell unconcious.

Sandra ran to her room. Ignoring her underwear, she pulled on a T shirt, shorts and shoes. She grabbed her backpack and ran from the trailer.

Sandra ran for a good while before slowing to a walk. She walked for two hours, eventually finding a nice neighborhood. Having left some of her clothes behind, a clothes donation bin drew her interest. Placed alongside a supermarket, she looked around and realized she could get in without anyone seeing her.She climbed in the bin and began looking through clothes. Then, it struck her that the bin could be a good hiding place.

 The bin became her home. For the first several days, she found that she could walk in the supermarket and live off of fruit that she stole. Eventually, a store employee began watching her. Sandra walked out and later that day found that she could beg for change in front of a convenience store.

It was there that things took an odd turn. An old man in a cadillac pulled up to her. Motioning her over, he showed her his dick. He offered her ten bucks for a blowjob. "Show me the money" she said. He pulled out a ten dollar bill and put it in his shirt pocket. Sandra climbed in his car. He drove into an alley where Sandra gave him a blowjob. When he came, he shuddered and moved only to breathe. Sandra took the ten from his pocket, then spied two rolls of quarters in the floor organizer. She took the rolls and ran from the car.

For the next two weeks, Sandra actually lived well on the thirty bucks. but then her luck ran out. She left her backpack in the bin when she went to the convenience store to beg. Worse, the weather turned cold and everyone ignored her. Returning to the bin, she found it empty, and had a long cold night.

In the morning, she climbed out and just started to walk.

Chapter Two: Tribute for the Hero

Desperation had brought John Osten to the city. He looked up at the bridge that spanned high above the river. He decided the fall would be enogh to kill him. He wondered though, if his body could be identified.

He had decided to end his pitiful life. The middle aged man's troubles had started several years before. A persistent backache made the firefighter seek out a doctor. He quietly began treatment knowing that his back problems were part work related, and part hereditary. He was doing OK, but then his shift Captain found out about the treatment. The Captain pushed John out of his job, citing liability he used buracratic rules to end John's career.

John struck back with a lawsuit, winning enough to live comfortably the rest of his life, if he wasn't extravagant. The single childless man began feeling more and more depressed and alienated. Unable to work, estranged from his family, and increasingly lonely, he began to wonder what his life amounted to. Then, a couple of persistant medical problems started. Both problems could be fixed, but without family he didn't see the point.

He decided on suicide. The matter was the method. If he committed suicide at home, someone would have to clean up the mess. He didn't want to inflict that on someone. Car accidents were too tricky, so he drove to the city and began looking around.

Standing on the riverbank, he knew that it was all in a day's work for the river patrol to pull a body out of the river. Yep, he decided, the bridge would be his final exit. It was just then that his privacy was interrupted.

Chapter Three: A New Life Begun

"Got any change mister?"

John looked down to see a shivering girl in a T shirt and jeans. Her long hair was mussed.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

The girl looked down. "Hungry" she muttered. "Are you on drugs?" he asked. The girl shook her head. "You want food?" he asked. The girl nodded.

He ushered the girl to his car. Placing her on the passenger side, he noticed that she took to the warmed interior. He cranked up the heat in the car, then drove to a McDonald's. Taking the girl inside, he ordered a salad and two Big Mac meals. The girl tore into the salad and her meal, woofing it down. Then he noticed her eyes roll back as she became very sluggish. He lifted the girl out of the booth and took her to the car.

Sitting behind the steering wheel, he tried to decide what to do. A voice in his head told him to take the girl home. He obeyed the voice taking her home and placing her on his couch. For several hours he camped out near the couch, then gave up and went to bed.

When he woke up, he found the girl still sleeping. He looked at the clock on the wall and discovered that she had been out for twelve hours. He went into the kitchen and began cooking eggs and bacon. He saw the girl rise up from the couch.

"Hungry?" he asked. The girl nodded. He cooked breakfast for the girl and himself. The girl woofed down the food and two full glasses of orange juice. After eating, the girl stood up. "What do I owe you?" she asked, pointing at his crotch "Do I suck that, or should I just take my clothes off?"

John looked at her in astonishment. "You don't owe me anything. Are you homeless?" The girl nodded. "What's your name?" "Marie" she lied. "Do you want a shower?" he asked. The girl nodded.He found some clean workout clothes for her before she went in the bathroom and locked the door.

Sandra didn't know what to make of the man. Recent history had taught her not to trust men. After the shower she dried herself and put on the workout clothes. It was baggy on her, but it was nice to put on something clean.

She walked out of the bathroom. Finding the man on the couch, she asked where his wife was. "I don't have one" he answered. "Why not?" He told her about the two relationships that had gone wrong in his life. When he finished, he asked why she was homeless. She swallowed hard, then told him her tale. "And your name isn't Marie, is it?" Sandra shook her head, then told him. "Would you like to stay here a while?" he asked. Sandra nodded.

Chapter Four: Because The Night

Sandra didn't know what to make of the man. Although she caught him peeking at her from time to time, he never made any advances towards her. He took her out to eat often. Sandra went from having her ribs exposed to filling out a little in just a couple of weeks. She had never eaten so well.

He didn't force her to go school, and didn't bring up the subject of school.He did take her to a couple of museums and the zoo. They also went to the theater often. Sandra began thinking she could trust John. It was after one important trip that she decided to take a leap of faith.

That morning, after they woke up, he asked her if she wanted to see his hobby. She agreed. First, he drove her to a specialty store where she was fitted for a khaki jumpsuit her size. He also bought her a leather jacket. Then he drove her to a small airport. Pulling up next to a hangar, he got out and opened a large door. Pulling off a large tarp, he exposed an old plane.

"What is this?" she asked.

"An SBD Dauntless, an old warplane. We're going up today".

Sandra trembled with excitement for an hour while he checked the plane and had it gassed up. Finally, they took to the air. Sandra had never been in a plane. She found takeoff and landing exciting and scary. After the flight, she hugged John and thanked him for the trip.

That night, at bedtime, in T shirt and shorts over her underwear, she appeared at his bedside. "What's up?" he asked. "Every night, I sleep on the couch" she started. He cut her off with "That was your decision, remember?" "Yeah", she replied, "but tonight, I want to sleep in a bed".

He moved over and motioned to the bed. She slowly climbed in. Looking him in the eye she warned him, "no touching, and stay on your side of the bed". He responded by rolling over and going to sleep.

The next night it happened. John and Sandra left out early catching dinner in a restaurant before going to a concert hall. Sandra noticed that most of the people there were John's age. She didn't look forward to hearing old people's music, but her attention was riveted the second the music started.

The band was four guys, and a tall girl in black clothes who played guitar and did most of the singing. From her front row seat, Sandra sat until half an hour into the concert when the beat finally got to her. Standing up, she began swaying and moving to the music. The girl singer moved out to Sandra and had her play the guitar by using a pick on the strings. An ear to ear smile crossed Sandra's face and she became a convert to the music.

The final song of the night struck Sandra in a way she never expected. The melody was haunting, but the words struck her between the eyes. She felt her heart swell to twice normal size and tears flowed from her eyes. After the song, the singer went out to Sandra giving her a rose that had been tossed onstage. Sandra was so overcome with emotion, that John had to carry her out to the car.

"Are you OK?" he asked when they got to the car. Sandra nodded, then snuggled next to John. He put his arm around her as they drove home. When they got home, Sandra got out on his side of the car and held his hand all the way into the house. "What's come over you?"

Sandra smiled, blushed, and pulled him all the way to the bedroom. She sat him on the bed, then gave him a long kiss. "Thank you for the most wonderful night of my life" she said, adding another long kiss. Moving the kisses along his chin to his ear she began to sing

"Because the night is made for lovers, Because the night is made for love, Because the night is made for lovers, Because the night is made for us".

She began kissing him in earnest, pushing him back on the bed. They caressed each other. She pulled her shirt off. He rolled her over. He moved his kisses down her neck  to her nipples. As his tongue went around her right nipple, she felt a tingle she had never felt. She began working her pants and panties off. John helped her undress, then moved between her legs, kissing, then licking her hairless pussy.

Sandra gasped, shoving her pussy against him. She felt a funny feeling in her stomach. Then, a shudder went through her body. She let out a wail. She was burning between her legs and wanted his dick in her.

"Put it in me, put it in me, please" she whispered.

He positioned himself and placed his dick next to her pussy. He had never fucked anything that small.

"You have to help me" he said.

She reached down, guiding his dick in. He pushed the head of his dick in. She   gasped, then moaned. He pushed in, her tiny hole gripping his dick. He got five of his six inches in her when he found the depth of her pussy. He began using small strokes. She pushed against him, meeting his strokes. She  caressed his arms. They shared a long kiss, which she broke when her second orgasm hit. He felt his own cum rising up, which filled her hole.

He collapsed next to her. She rolled over on top of him, smothering him with kisses. "Can you do it again?" she whispered.

"We have all night, and the rest of our lives"

She smiled and kissed him. "Yes we do".

oing to marry him?”. I kicked her in the legs and walked away, deciding to go introduce myself. I got a few steps away him and said “hello!”. He didn’t move at all. I squirted, putting my books on the floor. “My name is Mandelle, what’s yours” I asked “S-S-S-Shawn”, he replied. “awwwwwwe that’s a nice name Shawn”. The bell rang. “well I need to go to class Shawn” and with that I gave him a soft peck on the cheek and walked off. All morning all I could think about was that boy and how scared he must be. The lunch bell went; I gathered my things and hurried to the lunch room. There he was, all by himself at the corner table picking at his food. I walked over. “Shawn, are you ok? A tear went down his cheek. I went around the table and wiped it away with my thumbs “I’m sorry Shawn” I hugged him. “may I sit and eat with you?”. I guess…” he sobbed. “can I get you anything well I’m in line?”. “ummmmm”. “It’s ok; I don’t mind getting you something bud! Really!” I like candy” he said shyly “ok, candy it is then” I replied then went to line up. I got back a few minutes later and sat across from him. “Hope you like Arrow” “I love it” he said in a happy voice. We ate lunch then talked the whole hour and a half.  We went to our afternoon classes, meting up in Art class. The end of the day came. As I was leaving through the north doors, I saw Shawn sitting outside. I went up to him asking “what are you going here by yourself”. “Oh just waiting for the wheelchair bus, since I’m the only  one on it he answered.  “Oh ok, I’ll see you tomorrow then” “bye Mandelle” he hung his head as I walked away. I saw this and had to turn back. 1”Um, Shawn?”. “Yeah” he looked up. “I was wondering if I could walk you home” really?!”, his eyes widened. “Yes really” I said “ok! Lets go!”, and at that moment I saw him smile for the first time. We went 16 blocks to his house. He made me giggle and laugh the whole way. I made sure he was home safe to his mom before we said our good byes. Walking home all I did was day dream. When I got home I went to my room and dropped my books and bag on the floor and crawled into my soft bed, thinking of Shawn till I fell asleep…

 

 

THE EAND

romised great things for her. She was told that the job ladder required some entry level work before promotion into specific fields. To her surprise she was placed at a desk in the lobby of the main building and told to answer the phone, take notes, type, and order lunch. She felt like crying as she sat staring at the lobby. Years of hard work for what, a fucking desk job. She began typing the reports as they came in and slowly adjusted to her new way of life.

Jessica learned to enjoy her job slightly as the months went by. The pay was great and helped take the sting out of her position. She made triple what she could have hoped to make in Public Relations. She also found a new confidence with this secretarial job. She became “Jess” and everyone liked her. She also became aware of the attention she drew from the men. She wore low cut shirts accentuating her large natural C cup breasts. She also made it a point to hem skirts to show off as much of her gorgeous legs as possible. She worked out at least five days a week and had an athletic body that people would kill for. To top this off she threw on a pair of nylons and high heels that drove the middle age men wild. Quite unexpectedly she enjoyed showing off her body and it gave her power which reassured her that she still had control. Jessica had fallen into a routine of being the hott secretary that the guys talked about at the water cooler and wished they had a shot at. She replayed this image in her mind day in and day out she thought of this image.

One day Jessica decided to take a cigarette break having typed, answered, and ordered for well over six hours today. She quickly phoned her boss, Mr. Green and used her best baby voice and cooed the man into giving her an early break. Green brushed her off quickly with a annoyed tone. Jessica thanked him and hung up. He always seemed so upset and cranky when that Brennan man came to talk to address the board. They all seemed a bit creepy but it was not her place to question what went on inside the building. She was paid to be a secretary and she accepted that by now.

She quickly made her way towards the front door with her purse and out the front door. She sat next to the gigantic fountain near the Yankee Run River. She quickly lit up her cigarette and eagerly puffed away. Her cigarette break quickly had become her escape from the day and have a rebellious feeling. As she smoked near the fountain she was unaware of the security guard walking towards her.

“How are you today, Ms?” Asked the security guard.

“Not so bad. Little busy in there taking care of the front desk.” Jessica replied nonchalantly.

“Oh, so you are the secretary. Well its nice to meet you Ms…”

“Jessica. My name is Jessica but everyone calls me Jess.” Jessica replied.

“Okay Jess. Well it was nice meeting you and here you go.” The security guard pulled a piece of paper from a small pad and handed it to Jessica with a smile. “Have a nice day now, Jess.”

Jessica looked at the piece of paper and immediately felt her face flush. A ticket for smoking in a non-smoking area. She had not been aware that the state wide ban on smoking would be enforced at Bay Pharm. She saw people smoking all day out here and she had never had a problem before. She quickly cut her cigarette break short and tried to think of another place to finish her break. She wondered back inside the front doors and looked about. She then noticed a new door that she had never seen before. Stainless steel and unmarked. She decided that she would explore it quickly and return to her post. She walked to the door and pulled  it opened. She quickly peered inside and saw a long corridor with three windowed rooms at the end. Jessica peered up at the corners of the room and saw no cameras in the vicinity. She smiled knowing she had found a new place to sneak away to when she went on break. As she sat down she was approached by a young woman in her early twenties. She was quite beautiful large breasts, shapely body, and looked slightly upset.

“May I help you?” She asked of the woman standing in front of her. The woman hesitated to answer and Jessica glanced down at her log of incoming appointments. She read down the list and saw Melissa Patterson was the only interview left in the day. She quickly addressed the woman and she nodded in response. “Okay…Melissa Patterson. You have a meeting with the board of directors, the board chair, and project specialist. I will ring the room and see if they are ready. Please be seated and I will send you when they are ready.”
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The next day Jessica waited patiently all day long to try out her new smoke break room. She phoned Green at the appropriate time and was granted a break. She grabbed her purse and snuck to her get away. As she entered the room the security guard on duty notified Mr. Green of her intrusion. Green smiling to himself informed him to let her be. Green laughed hearing the news and phoned the Research Department about a new research opportunity.

Jessica smoked peacefully and with glee two cigarettes on her break. She felt like a child hiding in a club house sneaking off to look at a dirty magazine that they would surely get in trouble for looking at if their parents caught them. As she finished she brushed off her skirt and walked to the door. As she stood up she jumped. In front of her stood a man about six foot tall and slightly balding. He looked about fifty and had a corpulent body that seemed to match his messy clothing. Jessica although startled jumped again when he spoke.

“Why, what do we have here? Could this angel be sent to me? Are you the one that is the new research? Why are you here anyway?” Questioned the man as he sniffed the air. “Smoking are we? Why do this to your pretty self? What is your name?”

“I uh.. I’m Jessica…Jess I.. I am the secretary at the front desk…Who are you? I’m sorry I’m here. I just stopped for a cigarette and got lost I…” Jessica rambled nervously.

“Stopped for a cigarette? Jessica the secretary? Will she do?” The man again talked in a tone that gave Jessica the sense that he was absent minded and possibly dangerous. “Well I am the head of the Research Department. Dr. John Rhodes. Will you come with me this way?” He asked.

“Um I have to get back to work now so maybe another time Doctor.” Jessica said with a sense of urgency.

“Well if you ask me, smoking in a zero tolerance building is grounds for termination. I’ll call the guards and have you dealt with Jessica.” Dr. Rhodes said forcefully.

“Wait! Please don’t Dr. Rhodes. Please. I just wanted to have a quick break. I’ll do anything you want me to.” She said then thinking of her abilities. “I can please a man you know, Dr. Rhodes. I would be willing to do anything for you…if we just let this slide.” Jessica said seductively touching Dr. Rhodes shoulders and chest.

Dr. Rhodes was warned of her flirtatious nature and really had no desire to play games. “Listen, Jessica, Jess, or whomever you want to be. I need you to do a favor. Help me with my research and I will never mention you were back here smoking to anyone.” He said.

Jessica looked at him questioning his intentions. Dr. Rhodes sensing her uneasiness went on,

“ I hear you may want a job internally and I can help get you promoted if you just help me this once. Trust me it’s just a simple test and it will be all over in thirty minutes.”

Jessica felt a sneaking suspicion inside. Something seemed wrong but she needed to go along with him or she could lose her job. She agreed to help Dr. Rhodes and was instructed to walk into the first room of the three windowed rooms at the end of the hall way.

Jessica entered the room and it appeared to be much larger than she imagined. She had entered a room that was extremely wide and tall. Solid cement walls surrounded her and a single bench seat was bolted to the wall. The room was quite plain save for the six foot wide and four foot tall metal grate that lined the wall opposite the bench. Their also appeared to be a small metal grate six feet off the wall that had a circular hole in it. A weird creepy room she thought. She sat down on the bench and calmly waited for Dr. Rhodes to instruct her on her participation.

She sat for what seemed like an hour before a voice came over a video monitor and began to address Jessica.

“Jessica. This is Dr. Rhodes. I want to thank you again for agreeing to participate in this research. Please note that you must follow my instructions completely and you are being monitored by video camera so if you fail to cooperate I will patch the video feed to security and alert them of a break in.” Dr. Rhodes said sternly. “To begin with Jessica I would like you to walk over to the inoculation area Jessica. It is the small square metal object six feet off the ground.”

Jessica rose to her feet and walked to the area described by the Doctor.

“Good. Now place your arm in the circular hole and grab onto the metal bar at the end and say ‘confirmed’ when you are ready.” Dr. Rhodes stated.

Jessica felt weird but continued to follow the Doctor’s instructions. She put her arm in the hole. Grabbed the bar and said, “Confirmed.” As she finished saying confirmed she heard something come to life and begin to flash. She peered down and something whirling around her arm.

“Don’t worry, Jessica, it is just a tissue examination. I have to make sure you are good stuff before we get down to business. Okay, now when the scan is complete you will feel a slight pinch and a blood sample will be taken. You must remain still and do not let go of the handle or you will die. The machine could accidentally pierce through your arm and you will bleed to death.”

“Thanks for the advice, asshole.” Jessica said under her breath. She waited till the scan ended and then felt an intense shooting pain in her wrist. “Mother fucker!” She shouted.

“Opps, I guess it was a little more of a pinch than I thought.” Dr. Rhodes said laughing. “Alright, now… blood work looks great and we can finally begin our research. Now rotate the bar ninety degrees and we will begin research.”

Jessica grudgingly did so. She closed her eyes expecting another sharp pain. Instead she turned the bar and nothing happened.

“Oh my. It may be jammed.” Dr. Rhodes said over the monitor. “Look in there and see if something is blocking it.”

Jessica removed her hand and looked into the hole. Suddenly, she was sprayed in the face with a sticky sweet smelling fluid. She stumbled backwards rubbing her eyes. And coughing. Dr. Rhodes merely laughed and mentioned that he forgot to tell her about the spray. Jessica felt like crying this psychopath was torturing her. Just as she had enough of the man and wiped the fluid off her face she began to experience the strangest symptoms. She was becoming quite aroused. It started with a flushing of her face. She felt like she was having some weird hot flash the spread from her face to her breasts. As soon as it hit her bosom her breasts ached and her nipples became fully erect. The heat then spread through her arms, crotch, and legs. She felt like she was in the middle of some erotic situation. She could barely keep her hands from kneading her aching breasts and her swelled wet clitoris.

“Oh it seems that you are already experiencing symptoms.” Dr. Rhodes began. “I sprayed you with a pheromone and it accelerates the sexual desires of females. It induces high amount of chemicals to your brain and takes over the functions of your brain. The harder you fight your sexual urges the worse this will be Jessica.”

“Fuck you, Rhodes. I’m going to get out of here and the police will arrest you. Then I will sue your ass for every penny you have and this company.” She shouted.

“Shame, shame, shame. Well it looks like the first spray was only enough to get you wet you little cock tease. Let’s give you another so I can tell the guys at the water cooler what you look like. Open up slut.” Dr. Rhodes said.

Jessica immediately felt more of the sticky fluid spray down from the wall all over her as it filled the room. She fought but the doctor’s comment had struck a cord with her. She knew she was the hottie they all talked about banging in their free time. The thought of this pushed her over the edge. She unconsciously began removing her shirt and skirt and was soon left in her black bra, matching thong, garters, stockings, and high heels. She feverishly attacked her breasts with one hand and rub her clit with her other one. She was breathing deeply and quickly as she worked her hands over her body that ached with desire. She quickly found release as she worked her sticky wet body into a orgasm. She assumed that she would be done as soon as it came but to her surprise the orgasm only fueled the fire that burned deep within her body. She could feel her brain functions failing. She couldn’t think any longer. Jessica only knew and felt one thing desire. Desire to fuck and get off. This thought was all she could imagine besides pictures of men at the water cooler and Dr. Rhodes telling them about her rock hard body. She shivered at the thought and orgasm again and again. She kept rubbing her burning crotch until she passed out from exhaustion.

Jessica woke up several hours later. She stirred and tried to move. She found that she was extremely sluggish and her movement was limited to her hands and head. She seemed to be paralyzed from the chest down. As she looked around she noticed the room was considerably colder than earlier and the large metal grate along the wall was now opened.

“Awake so soon, Jessica? Well I’m pleased to say that the research was a success and that you will participate in one more project before I am done with you. You have probably already noticed that the spray has caused sexual desire upon contact and now left you slightly paralyzed. You see the chemicals are so potent they completely destroy parts of your brain. They especially target areas that produce Dopamine which controls bodily functions. Other areas are also affected in the process and basically you will not be using anything below your chest.” Dr. Rhodes said matter o factly.

Jessica felt shocked. She felt weird all over. As she tried to move she couldn’t. She brought her hands up and tried to pull her leg but only succeeded in brushing against her crotch and exciting herself again. “Hey, doc. If I’m paralyzed why can I still feel stuff down there? Are you sure you know what you are talking about?!” Jessica yelled.

“Hahaha. Yes I do. The chemicals do not kill nerve endings. They just destroy some brain tissue. Be careful if you get too excited you will be unable to control you sexual desires again and you will pleasure yourself until you go brain dead this time. Hahahaha!” Dr. Rhodes said. “Well now, since I can tell you are eager to get the research over with I will tell you the second part of my research. You see this spray only affects females. When injected or sprayed into a male it causes a growth spurt that is not that impressive. However, over long periods of time it adds up. We have been testing this process for a long time and we also discovered a increase of appetite as a side effect. So without further ado please meet our other test subject ’Squeeze’”. Dr. Rhodes said.

Jessica glanced to her left as a buzzer sounded and stared intently at the dark area behind the where the metal grate had been. Nothing seemed to be there till suddenly a pair of green eyes came into light followed by a long pink tongue flicking out from the dark. Then a slow quiet hiss was heard.

“Oh my fucking god! Something is in there Dr.! Please help me!” Jessica shouted. Jessica kept yelling for help as she turned her head in time to see the gigantic python emerge from the darkness. Tan with dark brown spots and a pink mouth. Slowly it slither on the floor towards the corner of the room. The snake had to be thirty feet long and a good two or three feet thick maybe more. The snake hissed at Jessica as it slither into a coil in the corner. “Dr. Rhodes! This fucking snake is going to kill me if you don’t do something! Get me out of here and I won’t say a word. Please, it might eat me!” Jessica shouted at the Doctor on the monitor.

“It might eat you!? I don’t think you have to worry about the might part, Jessica. It will defiantly eat you. You see, you are nothing more than a piece of meat. You are some stupid secretary that will become food for little Squeeze. Mr. Green informed me that you would no longer be needed and that you were a nice little cock tease. So partnering with his son Brennan I decided that I would film your little dinner date with Squeeze and fund future ventures into my research. I whole heartedly thank you for your sacrifice and Goodbye ‘Jess’” Dr. Rhodes said. “Oh, one more thing. I’ll leave you a present.” The monitor turned off and the spray began. The python immediately sensed he spray and became covered in it. Jessica began to feel the rush in her body again and could not help but pleasure herself. She became frustrated at her body she could no longer please herself sufficiently with her impaired body. Suddenly, the python slithered over to her and began flicking its tongue near her. The soft pink tongue touched her body and she shivered as it sent shock waves through her body and she began to moan. The python, sensing her arousal seemingly focused its attention on her crotch. Pushing her legs out of the way the snake began to flick its tongue over her vagina causing her to orgasm instantly. Jessica could barely think. She could only moan in pleasure at the strange arousal she was receiving from the snake. Jessica began to massage her breasts as the snake continued to flick its tongue all over her thighs and legs. As ‘Squeeze’ continued to pleasure her she noticed that he was slowly coiling himself around her. She had barely noticed in the arousal that three quarter of her body were inside his coils. Squeeze suddenly changed his attention from her crotch and looped his deadly coils around Jessica.

Jessica then realized that in Squeeze must have learned to sexual arouse his prey before crushing them and consuming them. She accepted her fate and began to feel the coils tighten around her. She stared up at Squeeze as his coils moved tightly around her. It seemed to her almost like he was passionately crushing her. The movement of the coils and the look in the python’s eyes gave her the distinct feeling of love. She stroked Squeeze gently on the coils as her bones began to pop. She felt no fear or pain during this. Finishing his job Squeeze loosened the coils and positioned Jessica to enter his mouth. Jessica strangely felt at ease and wanted to be eaten. Jessica could not shake the feeling that she needed to enter Squeeze and be eaten by the gigantic python. Was it her deteriorating mind? Was it the chemicals? Was she falling in love with a gigantic snake named Squeeze? She could not think clearly anymore and quickly extended her arms over her sensing the python was ready for its meal.

Squeeze’s mouth extended and slid over Jessica’s arms easily. She felt around the mouth and felt turned on once again. The slick, smooth, and soft surface caused her to begin gushing between the legs and drove her wild. She shivered as she was pulled into the python up to her breasts. The tattered remains of her bra slid down to her stomach and were gently ripped off as the snake moved further. Jessica could barely stand the wait and she pulled at the snake mouth to get more of herself in. As if answering her Squeeze swallowed her up to her crotch. Jessica couldn’t resist anymore and began to pleasure herself in the snake of a gigantic python. The very thought of her death drove her to an orgasm. She was thankful of this due to her hindered movements from the chemicals. Squeeze again moved further down her body and pulled her in up to her calves.

Jessica moaned as Squeeze’s mouth began to stimulate her to the point that her hands were unnecessary. She squirmed as her arms and head entered the snakes throat and were forced deep inside. One final movement and Squeeze had pulled Jessica into his gigantic mouth entirely. She was so engrossed her in arousal that she didn’t notice her high heels slide off her feet as Squeeze pulled her deep inside his mouth. She slowly moved through the snakes coils until she came to the gullet. As she entered she felt a new environment. Noticeably rougher than the mouth and throat and completely dark. As her feet passed through the muscle she noticed the lack of oxygen when the muscle closed tightly behind. As she felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen she noticed the tingling that began to creep over her body. She felt with her hands and noticed that her nylon stocking were quickly dissolving and melting into the fluid that was collecting around her body. She immediately knew that she was being digested and felt relieved. She smiled and quietly closed her eyes slipping into a deep sleep. She felt complete and lucky. She just wished she could have had time to thank that nice security guard.