The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Cassie and Julie arrived at 8:30 am Monday morning, on the dot, Cassie eager to meet Eve, and both of them eager to start their new job.

She was already inside the meeting room, waiting for them both, all set up with her slim notebook and a projector.

The projector was displaying a picture of Johns Hopkins university.

“Cassie, Julie.

“Good morning, girls.

“This official part won’t take very long.”

Eve presented an NDA to each of them, and watched in silence as Cassie and Julie read every word.

They were both surprised at the strength of the language in the documents..

They were not allowed to talk about the nature of their work to anyone outside the company.

While they could use their research for their theses, they also had to give up all the intellectual property generated from their work, and would be required to vet all external disclosures with Eve before anything could be released to the public.

They would be working for TAUPAN, a company set up as a joint venture between Johns Hopkins University, Lennox Hospital, and the National University of Australia.

In truth, they soon realised that they were temporarily selling the use of their brains to Eve, so that she could use their skills, and pillage their good ideas, and possess them at her leisure.

However, the money, and the opportunity to work with the black thread-worms, was impossible for either of them to resist.

Eve witnessed their signatures and transferred the forms to her briefcase..

“My first presentation today will show you what you will officially be doing for TAUPAN, Pty. Ltd.

Julie thought, Strange choice of words, and exchanged a look with Cassie.

“As you know, Johns Hopkins University has an very close relationship with Johns Hopkins Hospital.

“We have made great strides in recent years with a promising new treatment for cancer.

Eve showed several photographs, of generic-looking images of a hospital ward; doctors; nurses; pale, wan-looking women, and a room containing a machine, with an articulated arm, and an orange metal sphere on the end.

“This is our pride and joy. We call it a smart source, and it combines an autonomous ultrasound scanner with several directional gamma-ray sources. It is able to target tumours smaller than one millimetre in size, and hardly damages the surrounding tissue.

“We have commissioned a clinic with such a machine here, in Canberra, in the new Lennox Hospital, which has been built specifically for this purpose. We have full testing approval from your Therapeutic Goods Administration, and we have started to provide palliative care to terminal patients with inoperable tumours.

“I must say, the regulatory environment in Australia is vastly more amenable to experimental techniques than in the USA, where it can take years to get approval, even to treat such terminal cases.

“We are not allowed to say that the new treatment is a cure, but we are allowed to hope that we shall see remarkable results.

“Julie, you will be officially assisting Stefan develop image-processing software to find tumours with the Taubett instrument, to drive the gamma ray source.

“Cassie, you will officially be interviewing patients about their feelings about the treatment, and the comfort levels of the dosimetry.

The rest of the presentation was full of details, about radiation doses and the history of radiotherapy, but Cassie found it very boring.

She felt a little disappointed, actually. This wasn’t what she expected to be doing, at all.

Where were the worms?

As Eve came to the end of her presentation, her demeanour changed, becoming unusually serious.

She walked around the room closing the blinds. Finally, she closed the door, locked it with a key, and returned to her laptop.

“I apologise, girls. My first presentation was necessary, but it was merely a cover for the work we really want you to do, which I think you will find far more interesting, and far more rewarding. Stefan and his colleagues, in any case, are quite capable of doing the programming to interface your Taubett scanner to the gamma-ray source without any further assistance.”

Eve entered a long password into her laptop, and a new presentation appeared on the screen.

The first image was of a large worm, grey with black stripes, oozed onto the side of a large Pyrex beaker.

“This, my girls, is your first image of Mary’s worm.

Cassie was glad that there were only three people in the room, and she was safely seated behind a desk.

She spread her legs a little.

This was what she had come for.

Eve next showed a slide of a young woman, smiling at the camera, and dressed neatly in a cardigan and a skirt. She was a brunette, with long, straight, hair, and she stood relaxed and comfortable in herself. The fluffy angora of the cardigan showed her assets to good advantage.

Despite the dowdy clothes, Cassie thought she looked pretty hot.

“This is Mary.

“Mary was the first human host of the black thread-worms in the latest outbreak in North America, six years ago.”

“She was unlucky enough to be close by when the craft which brought them to Earth landed.

“Mary is now back living with her room-mate, Jasmine.

“She has been completely cured, and the worm you see here is dead..

“I have so much to show you today, but I have to emphasise that all of what you are about to see must remain confidential.

“Six years ago, the Earth was rapidly falling under the influence of an alien invader. Almost nobody knows, or at least believes, this fact, and we would like to keep it that way.

“Despite appearances, these aliens are possessed of astonishing intelligence. They are not a foe to be underestimated.”

Eve put up a slide of a crash site. Initially, it looked like any horrendous aeroplane crash, with burnt wreckage strewn over blackened earth, but, as Cassie and Julie examined the details, they saw that the pieces of the craft were quite round, and compartmentalised, and like nothing they had seen on Earth before.

The craft had portholes, which looked very dark in the slide, but also seats which looked very much like those from the first-class compartment in an aeroplane.

“As you can see, there are several interesting details in this image.”

A little sourly, she said, “Firstly, as you can see, the US air force can destroy a target with pinpoint precision. Who knows what we could have discovered if the craft was not pulverised shortly after it landed?

“Secondly, notice the dark glass of the portholes. These are made of polymer glass. It was the investigation of the destroyed spacecraft which led to its fabrication on Earth, so the craft was not totally wasted.

“Thirdly, note the seats. They have clearly been designed for passengers who are somewhat human in form.

“No bodies were recovered from the landing site, only dead worms.

“It is clear that there are still many mysteries surrounding the worm’s latest invasion attempt.

“By accepting your role, you have already committed to keeping the nature of your work, and ours, a secret.

“Please try to learn all the details you can about the cancer radiotherapy treatment.

“There are those whose job it is to probe our research, and we do not want every Tom, Dick and Harry knowing the true nature of what we do.. Some of our methods might seem controversial, or even dangerous, to those not in full possession of the facts.”

Eve moved on to a slide showing a camp, much like the ones set up after Katrina, containing hundreds of FEMA trailers.

“After the invasion was halted, there were thousands of women who had been infected.

“It is only through the intervention of Johns Hopkins Hospital that their lives were spared, but the USA’s security apparatus is capricious, and the final outcome is still uncertain. All of the women who were infected have been imprisoned in a camp outside Nevada, and their current prospects for release are slim.

“Please, Julie. Please, Cassie. Remember how important your silence is to us, and do not jump to any hasty conclusions. What I am to show you in the next few weeks might disturb you.

“We hold the lives of all of these women in trust. If any of us make the slightest mistake, their lives may be forfeit.”

She showed three slides in quick succession, without lingering.

Each showed a scene of horror, dozens of bodies twisted in death.

“Remember Jonestown. Remember Waco. Remember Bhopal.”

Eve paused a little to let the ramifications of this statement sink in.

The screen now showed a table with a list of a dozen or so locations from around the world, and a date, and a number of fatalities. Most were in the dozens, but there were some in the hundreds, and one in the thousands..

“This is not the first time the Earth has been attacked. Each time, the invaders get closer to their goal. If all we do is fight, and kill, and burn, then it has become clear that the worms will eventually prevail.

“It is time for an entirely new approach.

“If you have any concerns about your work, or ours, then I beg of you to come and see me before you consult anyone else, whether they are in the University, or the police, or the government.

“I am more committed, and more capable, than anyone else in Australia to manage the risk posed by the worms.”

With a click, Eve moved onto the next slide.

A video started, obviously taken with a high definition camera, showing a pair of naked women on a bare double mattress, their heads tilted back in a silent scream.

Their crotches were connected by a skein of black threads, which pulsed, occasionally whipping around.

“These women are completely controlled by the alien intelligence of the worms. These black threads are used for communication, and their victims are forced to join together at least once a day.

“It looks terribly painful, doesn’t it? Just imagine what those poor women are experiencing.”

Eve caught Cassie’s eye, and shook her head, just a little, but enough to prevent Cassie from bursting out with a comment.

The next video was taken in a department store, and showed a matronly woman looking at a rack of frilly cotton blouses in one corner of the store, then looking behind to attract the attention of a shop assistant.

One responded immediately. She was dark and willowy with long, black hair which hung to her waist, and moved quickly behind the customer, far too close for politeness.

Cassie and Julie didn’t see it the first time, but Eve played it several times. A black whip-like thread appeared from beneath the assistant’s denim skirt. It shot in directly under the customer’s blouse, whereupon the assistant reached her arms around the customer to hold her up.

The reason for this became apparent when the customer’s head tilted back, and she lost control of her legs, spreading them wide and quaking.

The assistant led the customer over to the change-rooms, where the camera could not follow. The time-stamp on the video skipped forward by ten minutes, and the two women reappeared, both happy and smiling.

“Many of the female customers of that shopping mall were captured in a similar way by the worms within a couple of days. Fortunately, this invasion was stemmed quickly, and it was possible to save all of the infected women.

“My kid sister, Lilli, was in that mall. She was infected by worms, and got out before the FBI moved in. She was on the run for weeks, travelling up and down the country. I have no idea how many others she infected, and nor does she.

“I’m proud to say that she’s clean now, and has been for several years.

“You have to understand that we came very close to losing the Earth this time.

“There were two breakthroughs which halted the worms’ progress, both of them discovered at Johns Hopkins university.

“Firstly, we discovered that the worms’ anatomy is highly visible to a back-scatter X-ray machine at an energy of 250keV. Even when embedded within a woman, a worm can easily be detected.

“The TSA soon began to provision such machines at every transit point in the USA, and later deployed thousands of mobile scanners for random inspections.

“Everyone has come to believe that these machines are an expensive and wasteful example of security theatre, and that all TSA agents are minimum-wage grunts with no useful skills.

“This idea is encouraged by the authorities, but it could not be farther from the truth.

“On the contrary, the widely-derided TSA program was the first initiative which was able to turn the tide against the worms.”

The next slide was one of those standard back-scatter nudie-shots, showing an attractive female body standing with legs akimbo.

“Everyone knows that TSA agents are looking at images similar to these at every airport in the States.

“But sometimes they see an image like this.”

The slide after that was similar, except that this woman had a bright, glowing blob shining from the apex of her legs.

Cassie thought that the second image was far more beautiful than the first.

“The new back-scatter X-ray machines are calibrated to 250keV, and can detect worms at a distance of ten metres. An estimated 99.9% of infected women were rounded up in little more than ten months after the introduction of the scanners.

“Some women managed to evade the scanners, but a highly-trained TSA agent can detect a worm-infested woman by the feel of her engorged labia, and her unusually prominent, and sensitive, breasts.

“Men were only utilised as carriers, and, in this wave of the invasion, men were not directly controlled by the worms.

“All the infected women were rounded up, as were all of the the men who had been identified as carriers, and sent to FEMA camps in Nevada

“The mass imprisonment of these people is still not common knowledge, and I am only privy to this fact owing to the importance of Johns Hopkins in stemming the invasion.

“Initial attempts to remove worms from the captured women were not very successful. Some of them were returned to society, and tailed. There were still many hidden sources of infection, and other infected women would deliberately target those who had been victims before.”

Cassie again wanted to speak, and raised her hand, but Eve once again deflected a question with a small shake of her head.

“At a point six months after the invasion had commenced, Johns Hopkins University made a breakthrough. We found a way to both cure the infection, and also to prevent re-infection.

“We developed a vaccine which induces the human body to reject the worms.

“The existence of this vaccine has probably saved the lives of all the infected women who had already been captured.”

Eve showed a video of a young woman in her hospital bed, her legs up in stirrups, struggling and shouting. Two nurses held her down, while a third had to find a vein in her arm. The needle slid in, and the nursed depressed the plunger, slowly.

After the injection, the infected woman appeared to calm down, and became groggy, perhaps even lapsing into unconsciousness.

One of the nurses moved down below and held a hand underneath the infected woman’s pussy, her labia still red and engorged. Eve skipped forward a few minutes, to a point where the woman’s vagina began to pulse and push something out.

A worm soon dropped out into the nurses hand, and she held it up triumphantly.

It was quite dead.

“Johns Hopkins has engineered a vaccine against the worm. It directs the body’s immune system to make antibodies, and the worm’s fast metabolism, combined with its intimate connection to the patient’s bloodstream, mean that these antibodies work with astonishing speed.

“The host’s blood within the worm begins to clot within minutes of the injection, whereupon the worm withdraws all of its feeding tubes and nerve fibres from the victim. It soon dies with massive damage to its internal structure.

“Aside from killing the worm, the vaccine also grants immunity to the host, so they cannot be re-infected. We don’t know how long this immunity lasts for, but we haven’t yet had a single re-infection.

“Sadly, the vaccine is somewhat poisonous to uninfected women, and does not cause any useful immune response unless a worm is present. The reactive agent is concentrated by the worms, which allows strong doses to be used in infected women.

“Once the US government began to mass-produce the vaccine, the invasion collapsed. It was game-over for the worms.

“Julie, the true purpose of your program of research is to investigate the anatomy of women who have previously been infected. Your visualisations of tapeworm infections are impressive, and very informative. If one can reliably detect women who have previously been infected by worms, then governments around the world would breathe a little easier, and there would be a good case for releasing all the prisoners from the camps.

“Currently, governments cannot take the risk of releasing the cured women, as they have no way of knowing if they can be trusted, and have no way of keeping tabs on them if they were to slip away and change their identity.

“While you have been away, we have shifted the Taubett interferometer from Physical Sciences to Lennox Hospital. We shall eventually be using it it with our radiotherapy unit, but in the meantime we shall use it to scan some Australian women, who, of course, will be uninfected.

“Your role, Julie, will be to create imaging software to detect the trails left by the nerve filaments connecting a worm to the woman’s spine.

“Your software must reliably find these trails, and report them with absolute accuracy.

“Of course, there are no infected women in Australia, and no cured women, either, so you will have to start work with scans of clean Australian women. The Taubett machine at Johns Hopkins in the States will be operational very soon, so we soon hope to have some genuine data of infected women for you to use for further development.

“Julie, your software could mean freedom for these women.”

Eve closed down her machine, and unlocked the door.

“That’s all there is today, my girls. Cassie, I need to talk to you about the ethical disclosure forms we’ve developed for your interviews..

“Julie, you may go.”

After Julie had left the room, Eve locked the door again, and seated herself next to Cassie.

Eve sat a little closer than Cassie would have expected.

“Cassie, while I know that you are now officially working for the hospital, I want you to know that your role in this project is extremely important, perhaps even more important than Julie’s.

“Do you have any questions about my presentation?

Cassie nodded.

“Actually, I do. I just want to check up on a few things.” said Cassie.

“You did seem a bit loose with the facts.

“As I understand them, anyway.”

Eve agreed.

“Yes, Cassie, but I think you understand how public relations works these days. A few white lies make the truth more palatable, don’t they?

“Did you want to point out anything in particular?”

Cassie continued.

“The video of those women in the mall. Your sister was taken, just like that, wasn’t she? You must have talked to her. It wasn’t painful like you said, was it?”

Eve smiled,

“No, Cassie, she said it wasn’t painful. It was the most pleasurable experience of her life. The worms look after their hosts. The most successful parasites know how to keep you on their side, I can assure you of that.”

“So,” Cassie said, “it sounds to me like those women who had their worms forcibly removed, they just went straight back to find someone to infect them again, didn’t they?”

“Of course, Cassie, these women were fully convinced that the worms were benevolent masters. They wanted to give their lives to them, and enjoy the privileges of service, if you will.”

Cassie was getting to the point now.

“So has your sister changed since she was cured? Does she still want to rejoin the infected? How come she’s still clean?”

“Cassie, it’s out of her hands. After she was given the vaccine, the worms wouldn’t touch her again. She says the desire fades after time, and she’s happy with her new life. She’s running a bible study group for the cured women in the camps, and they’re singing and praying every day.. It’s not my cup of tea, but it keeps them busy.

“I’ve talked to her about it, of course. She’s quite open to me about how pleasurable it was to be in thrall to a race of alien invaders. But, intellectually, she knows that she doesn’t want Earth being invaded and colonised, so she makes do.

“I’ve talked to her a lot about this, Cassie, and she earnestly wants to make everything right. All the cured women come around eventually, and I’m convinced that they’re trustworthy.

“Cassie, we think you can help the cured women.”

Eve pulled a booklet out of her briefcase.

Cassie recognised it: it was her own honour’s thesis.

Determination of toxoplasmosis infection by oral standardised testing

She’d done it three years ago in psychology for her B.A. Honours.

She’d got a first.

“Cassie, your thesis was absolutely brilliant.

“You’ve found a way to detect a toxoplasmosis infection by administering a spoken test. You’ve chosen a very common disease, with a simple blood test, but the disease has subtle psychological effects. Mice infected with it are a little slower, and a little bolder, and attracted to the smell of cat urine, so they are more likely to be caught by cats. When the cats eat the mice, they are in turn infected, and the cycle of disease infection continues.

“The effects on humans are more subtle, but there are psychological effects, and you’ve discovered a way to detect a toxoplasmosis infection without a blood test.

“When I first read your study, I found your results unbelievable. You have more than one hundred survey questions, but each question and its answer seems trite, almost trivial.

“Can you describe how you achieved such outstanding results?”

Cassie was smiling now.

Her work had received little attention at the time, but it was clear that Eve had already read the thesis in detail.

“My method for detecting an infection was a little unusual.” said Cassie. “Perhaps it was even a bit deceptive. Instead of just marking the answer for each question, I also measured the time required by each subject to answer each question. By measuring the subject response time, I could identify infected subjects with absolute reliability.

“Because subjects did not understand what was being measured, there was no capacity for deception on their part. There was no way for them to understand what was being tested, so they could never cheat on the test.

“Something you won’t find in the thesis is that I made another round of tests, and I managed to get Julie to help me by convincing some of the test subjects to lie, for a bit of fun … they knew that I had the results I needed, so there was no issue of fraud.

“My results remained the same, totally accurate.”

Eve nodded her head.

“Well done, Cassie. It’s a very impressive piece of work. We need something very much like that.”

Eve placed her hand atop Cassie’s, and gave it a brief squeeze before withdrawing.

Eve’s hand was warm, and felt soft. Cassie thought it a nice gesture.

“Can you tell me about the work you’re doing for your thesis?”

“My supervisor wants me to use the same techniques to diagnose other, more common, infections.” Cassie said.

“It’s not so important in Australia, but he thinks that these techniques could be useful for the third world, where drugs and equipment are hard come-by. I’m finding it very difficult to get good results in such a broad area.

“Also, there’s no human angle. I think I’m good at understanding the effects of parasites on the brain and personality, but most diseases have no effect on these systems.

“I think that your main problem,” Eve said, “is that what your supervisor has you doing is, in fact, extremely boring.”

Cassie nodded. Eve was right.

Eve dropped another couple of documents on the table.

“I think that this is the kind of area you want to be working in.”

Cassie recognised their titles.

They were both fictionalised accounts of an alien invasion by the black thread-worms.

These worms were able to control a woman by invading her orifices, subduing her with pleasure, and integrating themselves directly into her nervous system and brain.

One was Doctor Esterhazy’s story, The Plague Maiden, documenting the worms’ first appearance on the Earth during the latest invasion. It showed how quickly the worms could possess and control women, forcing them to breed more worms, and to spread them around the country. It also gave a chilling picture of the US Government’s response to attack.

The other, Tabico’s story, Mind-worms: Facility, was a more personal account, showing the subtlety of the worms’ methods. Despite safeguards, one single, imprisoned woman, who was not even under the direct control of the worms, was able to subvert and infect all of the the women in a US Federal research facility.

Cassie had found them on a website devoted to erotic mind-control stories

Appearing at the same time, both stories had been removed from the website within the last year, with no explanation.

Cassie had fortunately kept copies on her computer at home, although she knew that these things could always be found in the Internet archive.

Reading about the exploits of evil parasitic alien worms had always given her so much pleasure.

After Julie had gone to bed, of course.

Eve continued, “These accounts were a little too close to the bone for the US government, Cassie, that’s why they were removed. A lot of what is in these stories is, in fact, absolutely true.

“Your name ended up on a list of people who had downloaded these stories.

“I’m sorry to say that this little detail is likely to follow you around for the rest of your life.”

Cassie frowned. She hadn’t realised that people’s Internet browsing habits were being followed quite so closely. She didn’t want to be on a list of “persons of interest”.

“With regard to your current Ph.D. topic,” Eve said, “I imagine that distinguishing between viral and bacterial gastroenteritis doesn’t hold the same appeal to you as studying the effects of an parasitic alien species which uses erotic pleasure to control women’s minds.

“This is one reason you spend so much time with Julie, isn’t it? You’ve known about the real invasion for some time now, and Julie’s work will get you closer to it.

“I also think you’d like to know how that story ends, wouldn’t you?

“Cassie, I’m offering an opportunity to be a part of these closing chapters.”

Eve smiled at herself.

Cassie seemed to be paying attention.

“We need a test to distinguish between ‘cured’ women, and the women who have never been infected … let’s call them ‘clean’, or perhaps, ‘virgins’”

Cassie nodded.

“Like Julie, you mean ...”

Eve laughed, for the first time.

“Yes, Cassie. Julie is a cool cookie, isn’t she? Lovely, of course, she’s a lovely girl, but a bit clueless, am I right?

“You’d like to change that, Cassie Grayndler, that would be my guess. If Julie is to get an education in the school of life, I think that you’d like to be the one to give it to her, hey?”

Cassie smiled, but said nothing.

“We need you to develop this test.” Eve said. “I will help you find groups of women to interview, and you need to develop this test to detect worm infections, past or present.

“If we can convince the world that that surviving an infection does not alter a woman’s consciousness, that the vaccine totally removes any of the worms’ lingering means of control, then we can work towards getting all of the cured women’s rights restored.”

Cassie continued Eve’s idea for her,

“... and getting your kid sister out of detention, in particular ....”

“Of course, Cassie. I won’t lie to you. That is my first priority.

“However, there’s no need to tell Julie about your little side project, is there?”

Cassie raised her eyebrows; but then she nodded at Eve.

“Yes, I know. Julie does have a bit of an ego problem. No need to scare the horses.”

“Thanks for your understanding, Cassie.”

Eve put her hand on Cassie’s, again, and stroked her, gently. Cassie was surprised. That fleeting human contact had felt nice, far too nice.

Cassie realised then that Eve was a very powerful woman. She was beautiful, and confident. She had come to a new country, dismantled a whole university department, and reassembled it to serve her own purposes.

And here she was, seated next to Cassie, stroking her hand, bringing her into the fold.

Cassie was really beginning to like this conversation very much.

She was beginning to like Eve very much.

She started to think out loud about the work.

“I’ll have to think about the different approaches I can use, and I would appreciate it if you could put me into contact with some cured women. I guess they’ll be American, so I’d also like to get in touch with a similar group of normal American women.”

“Fine, Cassie, no problem,” Eve said.

Cassie hesitated, unsure if she should speak her mind.

“But Eve, it’s not going to do any good.

“You can’t prove the lack of an effect. You can’t prove the null hypothesis. This kind of a study might be useful to help you come to understand the kind of testing you might be faced with, but it won’t solve the problem.”

Eve gazed at Cassie, steadily, trying to choose her words carefully.

“Cassie, my only goal is to save these women.

“I think you can find a way to help them.

“Nothing else matters to me.”

Cassie could understand why Eve was so committed to saving so many innocent women, and her sister in particular.

However, she was also a little disturbed by the possibility that these women might be the vanguard of a new invasion attempt by the aliens.

To Eve, this did not seem to matter.

Cassie had to take a side.

At least until she understood the risks better.

But nobody deserved Waco, or Jonestown, or Bhopal, or any of the other worm-related massacres, no matter what the dangers.

There had to be another way.

Smiling, brightly, if a little falsely, she replied.

“Okay, Eve, I’m in. I’ll do my best.”

Eve pretended not to notice Cassie’s hesitation.

“Thank you, Cassie. You’re free to work as you wish, just keep me informed of progress in generalities. When you start getting some results, we’ll work out what kind of reporting requirements will be most appropriate.

“You can share Julie’s office, if you wish, but I suggest that you visit Lennox Hospital as soon as possible to investigate your official role.

“I can promise you, Cassie, that you will not regret taking this on.”

Eve turned to look Cassie in the eyes, and took Cassie’s hands in her own..

“However, Cassie, I have to warn you in advance that there will be challenges for you in this project.

“Challenges, and also opportunities.

“You have seen the way the worms take women, Cassie, and I know that this excites you, very much. The pleasure the worms bring is powerful, and intense, and all-consuming.

“But Cassie, what you have seen is only one aspect of the worms. When they first appeared on Earth, they made an all-out assault, attempting to take over by sheer weight of numbers, infecting as many women as they could.

“But this attempt failed, Cassie. The worms are intelligent, Cassie. They will not attempt to use this method again.

“Working with the worms is seductive. The infected women are seductive. They will spend time now, to influence us, to change our attitudes. They will attempt to infiltrate your consciousness, to seduce you, to make you love them, to make you love their hosts, to weaken your strength..”

Cassie was spellbound.

Eve began to stroke Cassie’s arm, oh so gently, and her face was now very close.

“The worms create an atmosphere of erotic tension around all who come near them. You will not be immune. Julie will not be immune. I am not immune.

“That aspect of the worms is healthy, Cassie, it is nothing to fear, your human relationships will blossom.”

Eve moved very close, and put her arms around Cassie.

Conspiratorially, she began to whisper in Cassie’s ear.

“But be wary, Cassie. Be very wary. They offer a new life, Cassie. You will not expect it, but there may be a time when your are in a dark place in your life. You will find yourself wanting to give yourself up to them. They offer an escape from the troubles of the world. Infected women offer each other love, unconditional love, and understanding, and acceptance. The worms offer endless pleasure, endless fascination, a fanaticism, an unassailable reason to exist.

“When you are at your most vulnerable, they will take you, Cassie, they will take you and make you their own.”

Eve stared, intently, into Cassie’s eyes, steely, but also with kindness.

“Unless you are strong.”

Cassie knew that she was falling for this woman, and felt a strong urge to kiss her. Eve had broken down all of her defences. Not since she had moved in with Julie had she wanted to kiss another women.

But, Oh! She wanted to kiss Eve.

“Be strong, Cassie, and you will be safe.” Eve whispered, and kissed her on the cheek.

The meeting was over.