1. Enter Sectian Ch. 2


    Date: 12/2/2023, Categories: Fantastic , Bestiality, Drug, Female solo, Masturbation Monster, Reluctance Written by women Author: DiscipleN 

    ... off my mistake."

Pamela avoided saying what was now obvious. The man before her had introduced the species into the states. It had likely been an accident, but it had ruined him professionally. "Where are they from?"

"The swamps of Iraq. They were barely thriving there. I was supposed to be looking for weapons of mass destruction."

"That would have been decades ago."

"Hey." His sour face lightened. "Only two. I'm not that old!"

"Wer- um, are you a insect specialist?"

"No. Not at all. I'm a chemist."

"Then why?" Pamela edged around the truth.

"They emit a strange gas, like a stink bug. The local, Islamic confederation told superstitions about them being fertility totems. A lot of bugs have that association - locusts, bees, scarabs, all over the world. I wanted to examine the gas, but there wasn't a proper lab anywhere nearby. It was a chaotic time."

She'd heard that a million people had died, resulting from a war which had yet to fully end. At least the US had mostly pulled out.

"I don't want to talk about it. Just avoid this area until nature catches up."

"I have a job and responsibilities I can't shirk." Pamela stepped into her thrice searched pants and pulled them up, zipping and buttoning them.

He turned away, likely fuming.

She put on her shoes and then crawled out under the fence. Her clothes were already ruined ...
    ... - to the tune of four hundred dollars. She texted her boss and sent a picture of herself. "Shit happened."

"Gods! We'll manage."

Pamela followed crows to the bus stop. When darkness fell, she heard tiny shrieks in the air. The bus arrived every hour after 7pm. It was nearly eight when she boarded. Then, bus to bus to bus, she made her way home, slightly amused that other riders kept their distance.

Pamela called the house phone and told Adeline she'd be home early. Adeline was delighted!

She reached the front door to her apartment well before 11pm. She took her time unlocking multiple locks and deciding what she would tell her daughter.

"Momma!" The happy word slipped through the opening door.

"Step away. Go to the kitchen, Sweetheart. Momma smells awful and doesn't want to get you dirty. I'll wash up and then hug you." She promised.

"Okay."

In the bathroom, Pamela untied her hair. Two roaches, stuck together like a fat but short cigar fell out, hit the bath rug, and separated. They scrambled to find darkness. She shrieked and stomped the slower one! The other disappeared under the sink cabinet.

She didn't dare investigate. It was too late to buy bug spray. She'd do it in the morning. Her hair smelled awful! She took a shower. Maybe there was a hungry mouse in the walls that would end the escaped Sectoid.

...to be continued...
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