CHAPTER#112

Minutes passed, and she became aware of the delicate fingers on her thigh, squeezing her flesh ever so gently. She opened her eyes and stared at those fingers, marveling at the sensuality that had been carved into every joint. She took the hand in her own and squeezed it. When it squeezed her back, the warmth radiated out again, focusing along her upper thighs.

"Hey Zel?" Lily was looking at the back of the garage. "That stuff you gave her? Would it have any side effects?"

"None that I can think of." Zel emerged from the shadows of her lab. "Why do you ask?" Zel's nose suddenly wrinkled up. "That smells like human arousal."

"Yeah, it does. How are you feeling Dana?"

"I feel pretty good. Just trying to keep my mind off of food." She was rubbing Lily's arm now, her eyes wandering across Lily's chest. The warmth in her upper thighs was pulsating now, moving up to her hips, then back down to her knees. The logical part of her brain said that she should be concerned, but without a heightened sense of fear, it couldn't be heard over the pleasant sensations in her legs.

"What was in that substance?" Lily asked, a cold edge to her voice.

Zel sighed. "A concentrated version of Mike's semen."

Lily's head whipped around. "Excuse me? Why in hell would you give her something like that?"

"He's a human who has been exposed to mandragora spores at least twice, and survived. And I've already documented that his essence has magnificent restorative properties. Based on the theory that zombies are actually eating life force rather than flesh, I assumed that his semen could be used as a food source."

"Wait, semen?" Dana's euphoric cloud popped. "I ate... semen?"

"Yeah. Yeah you did."

"That's..." Disgusting, horrible, vile. These were all words that she wanted to say, but there would be no emotion behind them. Being a lesbian meant that she had successfully avoided the stuff her entire life. She expected her gag reflex to suddenly activate, but apparently that wasn't going to happen either. "...gross."

"No grosser than actually ripping flesh off of a living being with your teeth." Zel knelt down in front of her, holding Dana's eyelids open. "Yeah, her pupils show all the signs of sexual arousal."

"But why?" Dana asked.

"I posit a new theory." Zel stood up, already scribbling in her notebook. Dana hadn't even seen her pull it out. "Upon the consumption of sufficient life force, a zombie can regenerate the dying cells in their bodies. Just as different parts of the body can contain different levels of spiritual energy, such as the brain and heart, the zombie will absorb any additional energy that those parts may contain. Ergo, the old saying 'you are what you eat' seems to apply in this situation."

"Wait. I'm horny because I ate spunk?" Dana was clenching and unclenching her hands.

"No. You're horny because you ate Mike's spunk." Lily rolled her eyes. "I don't know about mandragora spores, but I do know that Naia took a piece of his soul in exchange for a part of hers. You aren't just getting his energy. You are getting hers as well."

"So what can I do?" Dana shifted in her seat, suddenly aware of how tightly she had pressed her thighs together.

"Zel, can you excuse us?"

"Yeah. I could use some fresh air anyway." Zel disappeared through the door, the sounds of the fountain drifting in before it shut.

"It's getting worse." Dana shifted in the chair. The restraints didn't allow her to move very far. "Maybe you could untie me and give me a little privacy?"

"And run amok biting everyone? Not a chance." Lily leaned closer now, her scent washing over Dana. It was almost like the succubus had activated it. "But, if you wanted, I could lend you a hand."

"I... well..." Staring deep into the succubus' eyes, she couldn't help but wonder what her lips would feel like pressed against hers. Shutting her eyes, she turned her head away. "I can't. You're pretty, and I want to, but..."

"Is it because of me?" The voice hit Dana right in the heart. Opening her eyes, she saw that Alex was sitting in front of her.

Dana gasped, and Alex kissed her. Their fingers locked together as Alex explored Dana's mouth with her tongue, licking gently at her lower lip. In that moment, logic and reason were replaced with desire, and Dana no longer cared that. Losing herself in the illusion, she arched her back, trying to press herself into Alex.

"I've always wondered what it would be like to tie you down," Alex said with a grin. "To have my way with you until you beg me to stop."

"Please don't stop."

"I haven't even started yet." Alex ran her fingers along Dana's shoulders, one hand sliding down to squeeze her breast. Dana gasped, and Alex teased her until her nipples were hard enough to become visible through the fabric of her shirt. "If I remember correctly, someone didn't get off last time we saw each other."

"That wasn't real," Dana whispered.

"Well, this is as real as you want it to be." Alex's eyes flashed, her pupils briefly turning yellow.

"Let it be real." Dana moaned when Alex squeezed her breast, lifting her head away so that Alex could kiss her way along her collarbone. Alex gently licked the exposed flesh, sending a rush of heat down to Dana's stomach. Her hunger was consumed instead by the sensations on her body, her mind finally taken off of food.

Strapped to the chair, Dana lifted various parts of her body, hoping to get Alex's attention. Alex licked, sucked, and kissed her way across Dana's body, lifting her shirt to get at her breasts. A hand slid into the waistband of Dana's pants, a single finger teasing the folds hiding her clit. She opened her legs, finally able to smell her own arousal with her enhanced senses.